Liam paused for a moment.
Then looked, really did.
"You built all this on belief alone."
"On faith that our prayers were not empty. That somewhere, somehow, our god would hear and answer." Severina's voice carried something that transcended simple devotion. "For eighty years, we built this Cathedral. Stone by stone. Prayer by prayer. Waiting for the day our faith would be rewarded."
She looked at him directly for the first time, her black eyes reflecting nothing.
"And then you came. And proved we were right to believe."
They continued walking, and Severina's voice took on a more practical tone.
"After your victory at Vor'esh, after word spread that you'd opened Hell and killed a Grand Commander, the Nameless Litany experienced an influx of devoted members. Many came seeking something. Guidance. Purpose. Miracles."
She paused.
