The city of Marveila was in an uproar, and even it's city square was fraught with concern and worry. This was a first to Blake, in a way. To see these fearful souls gathering around the steps of their temple. Standing in crowds with whispers, soft as the breeze. Their prayers, if he could even hear them, must have been countless if only wash away the worry and dread that flooded their minds and hearts. Everyone seemed to notice the pillar of light shining in the distance. If anything, that would be what woke Blake up in the first place. Sometimes, the feeding was enough to make him doze off fast. How could something drink so much blood, and not drink some smaller portions from time to time? At the very least, he would not pass out in significant times such as this? Was it a dream, though? He nicked himself in the arm, feeling a bit of pain. The pillar of light was still out there. This was not a dream... Good.<br/><br/>The train came to a halt, people made haste seeking refuse in the city while some were staying around to watch the phenomenon before them. After his company, he left the second to last car of the train. He held his sword in hand, holding on firmly as he proceeded onto the platform. "From this distance, it would seem like they would already send others to investigate." His friend said, wiggling out of the bindings before Blake.<br/><br/>Blake laughed happily, pulling his hands together, almost like he was praying silently. "You shouldn't come out like that. Someone could see you, or even hear me." He said, shaking his head for a moment. "Even so, the church can't just send the paladins into such situations they don't know."<br/><br/>Caterpillar looked up at Blake, "And we're going to go there?" His company's concern was well noted, and Blake rubbed its head with a finger. Nodding his head in agreement, the worm wriggled back inside his arm. He joined Magnus, looking out to the pillar of light before them.