A problem of Faith

Sir Richard knelt by his bed, clenching both his hands to his chest, and he whispered his prayers with shut eyes, searhing for answers, any answers, just anything to let him hold onto his faith.

Six months ago, they used the Arcanos to travel back in time, two handred years in the past, then they descnded to Inner Earth.

For the last three months, they were working on establishing themselves in Agartha, to be accpeted by the locals, as they searched for a way to understand the cripitc...