Fenrir's lips curled into a hidden smirk behind his veil. This Seraphina was a fraud, of that he was certain. But instead of revealing his thoughts, he played along, his voice carefully measured.
"It must be incredible to serve someone so divine," he said, his words laced with just the right amount of awe. "To be part of such an important mission... you must be proud."
The figure nodded enthusiastically. "I am," they said, their voice fervent. "And soon, the entire world will see the truth. Goddess Seraphina's light will cleanse everything. No one—not the corrupt priests, not the false leaders—will be able to hide."
Fenrir leaned back, his hands resting casually at his sides. "And what about those who oppose her? Those who would stand in her way?"
The figure's expression darkened. "They are obstacles," they said firmly. "Unworthy of her grace. They will be... removed."