After weaving her way through the crowds, the Homunculus found herself in the center of the city's plaza. Following their movements, she ended up near the edge of the clearing that they had made. The silence and anxiety of the crowd did little to phase her, though she did begin to wonder as to when Seraph would appear. Soon enough, a symbol of light appeared from the Sanctum, which prompted a group of priests to come forth, moving towards the braziers and the statue. The young man that was with them seemed... strange. Letitia felt something stirring within her when she looked at him. She did not feel anything like it before; the closest resemblance being to when she looks at Father. Perhaps he was the one she was seeking?

The artificial human shook her head as if to reorient herself. There were other people with him. They reminded her of the other Caretakers. She is unsure how she feels about that. The young man with them appeared to be in a daze as he was pulled along. Curious. Soon, an old man came along, dressed in simplistic finery for the occasion. In spite of it all, even the Homunculus could feel the sheer authority the High King exuded. No doubt about it, he was important, for one reason or another. The king took the stage, cleared his throat, and begun a speech.

All seemed fine, at first. The king spoke with grace and pride in his voice. Letitia, of course, knew of the events he spoke of to a certain extent. In her time in the laboratory, she was taught about the history of the land of Ruyunae. Her knowledge was limited to books and secondhand information, though. Prior to her escape, this is the first time she saw the world beyond the laboratory, so she only really knows information from those lessons.

In the midst of his speech, a low rumbling could be heard. This immediately put the Homunculus on edge. Soon afterward, the pillar of dark energy in the distance appeared, which confirmed her intuition. Something was wrong. A scene between the High Priest and the High King occurred, which quickly involved the young man from before, and the captain of the guard stationed nearby. The bystanders around the girl left the scene rather quickly in fear for their safety. Letitia remained. She was certain her aid would be needed soon.

A dark cloud of miasma erupted forth from the High Priest's hand, which quickly filled the square. The choking darkness was more than a little obtrusive, bringing forth memories of that dark room in which she awaited her fate. In response however, a piercing light shone forth and cleared away the darkness. She did not understand what this was, but she knew enough.

This was the Seraph's doing.

The High Priest quickly dispelled his disguise, summoned minions to finish the job, and disappeared. The knights moved to defend themselves and were reinforced by a strange bestial figure. More help, she supposed. The Homunculus, realizing that the battle would require reinforcements, prepared herself to assist. For some strange reason, she feels something strange whenever she looks at those demons. It was if her blood boiled and everything in her body screamed at her to fight.

To purge.

Letitia looked up at the nearest target: a horned demon that stood upon its hind legs and supported itself with its forearms. It was relentlessly striking against a knight, who was desperately attempting to fend off its assault with his shield. The Homunculus focused magical energy into the soles of her feet and caused a small pillar to erupt from the ground. This action sent her small frame hurtling towards the demon at high speeds. She performed a somersault and channeled lightning into her fist. Without so much as a battlecry, she leveled a punch at the otherworldy being's head. There was a flash of light as the demon collapsed from the attack. It slumped on the ground, dead. Efficiency was, of course, expected in her combat style. 

The artificial human quickly reoriented herself and slipped into the backline to provide support for the others. She placed her palms on the worked stone that lay beneath her feet, causing earthen barricades to appear between the knights and the demons. That should give them some more breathing room.