Enma chuckled as he pulled down the black piece of cloth covering his lower face, revealing a hearty smile. "By the time Hota-san finds a man, I'll already be able to see." Enma grinned as he tugged the red bell once more. "However, that wouldn't be so bad."

Enma turned to Darain as if he could see him. "You know what they say, Darain-san, men with big armors compensate for something small." Enma chuckled as he tugged the bell again. Enma walked slowly towards the temple as he turned to the small party behind him. "There's still someone heading towards us. James perhaps." Enma smiled as he wore the mask again and headed to the temple at a slow rate.