At the Harvest Cathedral, Father Utravsky was polishing a candlestick at the table near the front. He noticed someone entering, raised his head slightly to glance over, and nodded before lowering it to continue polishing.
Cyril watched Father Utravsky polishing the candlestick and asked curiously,
"Isn't that Emlyn's job?"
Father Utravsky shook his head slightly. "He's only a volunteer. He isn't responsible for every task in the cathedral."
Cyril nodded, not quite understanding. He'd finally found someone who could help with his work, and yet Father Utravsky hadn't chosen to exploit him.
After letting his thoughts wander for a moment, he set the matter aside and said,
"Father, could you come with me out to the street? Bring a weapon."
"A serial killer you're good at dealing with will be coming this way soon. Well, that is, if my interference worked."
Father Utravsky gave him a long look, then nodded gently.
"Of course. Anyone who desecrates life is an enemy of the Church!"
With that, Father Utravsky set down the candlestick and rose from the bench. His brown priest's robes strained to accommodate his enormous frame.
He was like a small mountain, an imposing presence.
After a brief wait, Father Utravsky went to the back of the hall and retrieved a heavy greatsword wider than his palm, along with a candle that had burned more than halfway down. Fine black, scale-like patterns marked its surface.
He looked at Cyril. "Let's go."
Cyril nodded slightly, then raised a hand and conjured a shimmering, illusory Crystal Ball. With a snap, he shattered it, scattering it into the surrounding void.
When he was done, he looked at Father Utravsky and explained briefly,
"It interferes with Divination and Spirituality. It should also have some effect on 'malice sensing.' I won't explain more, in case