The spectral scale behind Melina suddenly began to tilt wildly. The golden plates bobbed up and down, completely unable to find an equilibrium. The glowing light flickered and sputtered into a chaotic mess of sparks.
Melina gripped her wooden staff and tilted her head in clear confusion.
"I cannot confirm the validity of that statement," Melina said. "I am not getting an answer."
The glowing scale behind Melina continued to violently fluctuate without ever settling on a definitive answer. The tension in the office spiked drastically.
Balzac stepped forward and broke the silence. "I already discussed this matter with Solomon earlier today. He explained that the angel had been sealed inside the cathedral for a very long time. When the anomaly unsealed him, the entity misunderstood the current situation and immediately began attacking."
