Jack was silent as he took in the words that had left Feroxxa's mouth.
What the former soldier turned priest was suggesting was basically double treason with a dash of ideological purging.
He was working with the Sacred Flame's offshoot and his rival in order to supplant the original, and then when all the dust had settled, he was going to overthrow them both in order to become the supreme leader of the Theocracy and then leverage that power to unify all of the different sects under a single faith.
A national-scale pogrom, as it were.
Neither Jack nor the guy in charge of him really liked this idea, but they didn't want to show it on their faces.
If anything, they made sure to pay some lip service and made a mental note in regards to whether or not they wanted to help this guy.
That note read: fucking don't.
