"So it was you. I guess I heard it right." Enma spoke in a cold tone as he tugged the red bell. "Your footsteps are awkward, light, and purposefully clumsy." he continued without even looking at their guest. "I don't recognize your voice nor your heartbeat... Which would mean you are part of 'them'." 

Enma chuckled as he tugged the red bell once more.

"Even in perilous times, prayers are the light that people cling to. Prayer is where everyone is equally humbled by a Divine Being. Hence, I am here... to pray as it is." Enma spoke as he sighed. "You've been stalking us for quite a while now. You've asked me a question, so now it's my turn... What is your purpose here?"