A long time had past after I had knelt down to pray at the alter before the rotting wooden door leading to the sacristy creaked opened on rusty hinges. I stood up from praying to watch as a huge man came though the doorway and entered the main room of the cathedral. The man was easily twice the size of any one of us there and was tall enough that he almost had to bend himself in half to keep from hitting his head on what was left of the door frame. In spite of his imposing size, he excluded and aura of calm and gentleness as he approached the alter and me. For some odd reason, he somehow managed to wear unusually normal clothes for someone or something living in a place like this.

     "What is it that you wish of me?" he asked in a surprisingly soft voice.

      I looked up at him and my gaze was met with a pair of worried, pale blue eyes sunk into a pale skinned hansome face. Between the two eyes was a tall refined nose beneath of which was a pair lips pressed into a thin worried frown. High cheekbones followed by hollowed cheeks stood on either side with a square jaw to compete it. The face was clean shaven and framed by messy short blond hair.

      "I want you to help me save my sisters from a demon's curse." I told him, looking away from him and to the two prone forms belonging to my sisters at the base of the stairs.

     He descended down the stairs towards them and I follow close behind him. I stopped on one of the lower steps to watch and give him room to work while he continued on to my sisters. He knelt down next to their limp bodies before carefully picking their heads up and gently cradling them in his two massive hands one at a time. He concentrated on each of them when he held them so he could determine the details what was wrong with them and decide on what he had to do in order help them. When he was done examining them, he looked up with a grim expression on his face.

     "Who here will pay the price to save these two girls?" He asked us in a formal tone. 

      He run his gaze over my two 'so called' allies and they swiftly backed away from him while furiously shaking their heads 'no'. One of them even fell over a rotting pew backwards in his haste. Seeing their reaction he turned his gaze to me and I nodded at him.

     "I-I will. I will pay the price to wake them." I told him in a trembling voice. 

     "Are you sure?" He asked as he came over to me. "The price needs to be paid willingly in blood and it will be very steep if you want me to succeed in helping them." 

     "It doesn't matter how steep the price is. They're my sisters and they're all I have left. I have to save them." I replied. He looked back over to where my two allies were cowering.