As Maxwell advanced step by step, his eyes were fixed on the Pope, ignoring the Cardinals entirely. Then, words slipped from his lips. "I'm just a little late. Is that a problem for you?"
Though he said this with a calm expression, the thin smile on his lips revealed he was mocking. The Pope simply narrowed his eyes, seconds turning into minutes in that moment. The Pope opened his mouth to speak.
"You arrived just in time, Maxwell." The Pope's aura, along with everything else, appeared calm. Pope Bartolomeo's dead eyes briefly turned toward Morrigan.
'What is this feeling?' Morrigan's eyes widened as she felt a sudden pain in her head. She sensed the Pope's eyes flash for a brief moment. Her body was strangely forced into stillness.
"Do not make eye contact with the Pope, Lady Morrigan."
Maxwell intervened calmly, then continued, "The Pope's eyes are fearsome enough not to be underestimated. Don't face him until you're strong enough..."