The cathedral was larger than the group had expected. The nondescript building loomed before them in the evening sky, its architecture imposing against the starlit backdrop. As Ceria and Ary entered the front door in silence, the sahuagin ahead did not seem to notice. There were two fish-like women chanting at the altar, their song in hushed tones and in a language the group didn't know, but somehow sounded familiar. A man dressed in combat gear leaned lazily against a pillar, seemingly bored with the goings-on, and behind him rested a tiny scarlet-colored drake curled up on the dais, intently watching the progress at the altar. 

The two allies sneaked forward, but at Ceria's harsh whisper, the chanting halted for a moment. "ЩНАГ ИФІꙀѮ ІИГѮRRЧРГꙀ ФЧR ЩФRꙀНІР?" the first voice sounded, resonating with the sounds of the foreign tongue. Somehow, the words seemed understandable to those who listened despite the language being foreign. The sahuagin motioned to the human who leaned against the pillar, pointing towards the back of the hall. With a sigh, the man stood up from the pillar and began to approach, scanning the area for intruders. It's only a matter of time before he reaches Ary and Ceria.

What do you do?

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