"Eh, have we already arrived?"
Immersed in her studies, Dorothy became aware of the movement beneath her—the Great Dragon. She quickly set aside her book and lifted her head to look towards the church outside.
This Sub-Dragon, of a reasonably pure lineage, should be Father Adam's familiar. It's heading must certainly be the safe haven that Adam had arranged beforehand, but with Adam currently unconscious, she wasn't entirely sure whether this so-called safe place was truly safe.
"Reverend Father, you're awake."
Fortunately, just as Dorothy was beginning to worry, the cheerful voice of Denisha by her side filled the air. The homebody witch turned her head and saw Father Adam struggling to sit up from the bed.
"It seems I've woken up at just the right time."
Adam also noticed the familiar descending; a weak smile squeezed onto his pale face.
"Father, what place is this?"