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[h1]The Church[/h1]

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---It's not chasing any longer.

We've entered a church, and the large undead isn't following us anymore.

My heart's still beating so fast it feels like it might explode. My legs are a little shaky. My hands are gripping onto my staff so tightly, my knuckles have turned white.

But it's not following anymore.

I suck in a deep breath and shut my eyes. There's no time to just sit and relax, as much as I'd like to. No, what's most important is trying to figure out our situation as quickly as possible.

We've entered a western-style church. It's not surprising given the architecture of the rest of the town, but I doubt it's for anything resembling the Christian God. This is an entirely different world, after all. If there's elves, things are probably different here.

It looks like there might have been fighting. There's some damage to the pews, but no blood. I'm not sure what that means.

Putting that aside, there's not a single undead here. Does that mean that there's some sort of divine protection on the building? Or is there something else at play? Regardless, not only did it make the large undead lose us but it's clearly kept the rest of them out too, as well as whatever else might be lurking in this ruined town.

"... I... I think we might be safe here, now," I comment, casting my gaze over the entire hall once again. There's definitely no signs of undead being here, so I think my conclusion must be correct.

Which means, for now, we might be able to take a breather---

"... What's that?"

The entire altar is off. Just a bit. I can't miss it. Those things would normally be in one place, wouldn't they? Am I mistaken?

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