Enma relaxed as he realized that it was only some allies at the temple. The blind guy relaxed as he lowered his guard. Darian began to talk to the girl as he rubbed his eyes, almost as if they were of any use. "Nice to hear from you again, Kane." Enma greeted the warrior who had met them at the gate. "How fares your training? Good I presume." Enma chuckled as he faced the forests around him... He couldn't see anything, but he felt something was amiss. But it was true, Darian was right about the temple being neutral and all, no harm was going to come to them.

The conversation went on and on as Enma kept tilting his ear to the left and right, as if trying to find something. Enma tugged the red bell as it echoed a deep tone. However, Enma shook his head and faced a certain direction from the temple. He repeatedly rang the red bell as he tilted his ear forward.

"No... It must be my imagination. Even if it's true... No. We aren't in danger. I hope." Enma shook his head before giving the red bell one last tug. "However... just to be sure..." 

Enma focused his attention on Mirra. Almost as cheerful as Hota, enthusiastic tone, frequent vibrations. "I would agree with what Darian-san said, Mirra-san. I just came here for the prayers, and perhaps just a little sight seeing... I mean, hearing." Enma chuckled as he rested his hand on the blade's hilt.