Accident

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The copper door grated with explosive sounds. Before the frantic footsteps, six doors opened in succession.

Archbishop Albert, disheveled and with his shoes on the wrong foot, clutched his hat and rushed into the Central Church. It only took him two minutes to reach the heart.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Under the piercing alarm, he yelled, "What's with the war alarm? Was the Northern Front destroyed? Did Anglo fall? Did the abyss blow out? Did the natural catastrophes invade?"

The priest on duty was ashen. Seeing Albert, he rushed over. "Archbishop, the enchantment was broken into! I-I don't know what happened, I swear. I only spaced out a bit and when I looked up, there's a giant hole in the enchantment!"

Albert was stunned. His expression darkening, the frail old man yanked the priest up. "Who did it?"

"D-don't know…" The priest shook his head with all his might.