[h1]Mary | The Core[/h1]

Mary's self-righteous speech was almost interrupted by the booming voice of one of the head of the council, who addressed a paladin. He seemed like he would almost fit at the Order of the Sword and briefly, she wondered if he was actually a member of the organization that she was unaware of. Quickly, it was confirmed he definitely was not. The Council seared his flesh before sending him back to earth, apparently still alive.

Very quickly after, the Head-Watcher regarded Mary. He seemed to have a very poor opinion of her, insulting her and mentioning her vile blood. At this point she honestly wanted to cry a little, but held back her rage and tears with a terrifying fake smile. So she did need a mark, the Council were a petty bunch for omnipotent, and she could not be transported without one. She sighed, and shook her head, but stepped forward like her associate Lily. Another fake smile graced her pale face, this one masking her grimace. She really didn't want to do this, but it was for the fate of the world. After this she could relax for a few hours, at least.