A young lady sleeps on a large, comfortable white bed with a thin yet sturdy pink canopy to protect her. Next to the bed stood a person with one hand pointing to the woman's stomach. A gentle golden light escaped from his palm and into the woman's stomach.
"Is this allowed?" another figure with an equally bright light suddenly appeared and stood next to the first person.
"I'm not helping her. I'm trying to save her children."
"Isn't that the same?"
"Not the same."
"The Supreme God will think you are favoritism, and if you help her too much, she will end up becoming Head of Flamen instead… just like her father."
"I told you. I'm trying to save…."
"Her babies, which means she..."
"Open your eyes wide and see what she is carrying."
The second person's brows furrowed, and decided to follow him. He closed his eyes with his index and middle finger pressed against his forehead. When he opened his eyes again, bright purple eyes appeared, and he saw something humans couldn't see.
