“Indeed, I’m pretty sure he’d go nuts. When his shielding goes so too does his cognitive thinking skills. Meaning that only demons would be safe. It’s an intense chore to restrain him,” Malcolm said. 

He then lead Ayrie to around the temple, to a smaller offshoot part of the building. They went through an office with a large desk with three people working behind it. “This way,” he said. Some of the workers looked at Malcolm and Ayrie for a second before continuing their work. Malcolm took them to a back office that said Mayor. Most people knew Asran simply as the mayor no actual name. When Malcolm lead Ayrie in they saw Asran leaned against the wall behind his desk. He was looking down at two folders. Asran looked up at Ayrie, and smiled at her happily. “Hey, How is it going? I see the priests are here,” he said simply.