"We would be glad to come by and see what you come up with, until then, Jerus, may you have a pleasant rest." Armond said as the male departed. He turned to Murasame and looked around, noticing the town had become silent now, and the stands were all dismantled for the night. He figured it was pretty late, "Come, Murasame, I think it best we returned to our own lodgings and retired for the evening." he said, motioning for her to follow him. She stood from where she was sitting and to his side, the pair walking back to the cabin the townspeople had given them to stay in for the festival. Once inside, the pair went to their own rooms and prepared for bed. It wasn't much longer after that, that the lights in the cabin went out, indicating the occupants had finally gone to bed.
An hour after everyone had gone to sleep, there was a light tapping on the closed gate, in which the guards opened silently. "Are they all asleep?" a voice outside the gates asked. The guard nodded and motioned for them to come in, "Yes, everyone's asleep. You shouldn't have any problems setting things up from in here now." the guard replied. The individual nodded and at least three dozen hooded black figures entered the town through the gate, all headed to where the statue was in the center of it, coming to a stop in front of another black hooded figure. The one who had led the others inside spoke, "Oh Great Prophet, show us, your faithful followers, where to set these devices." he said. The figure motioned for him to come closer, whispering into his ear before producing something from inside the robes. The object appeared very ancient, and clearly not made by human hands, it also had many engravings on it. Were one to look closely, they would find the object to be of Wingly Origin. The orb rose from the hand of this person and began to move on it's own, going higher and higher until it rested atop the statue, starting to change it's shape. It now took on the form of spider, it's eyes becoming targeting lasers, each one locking onto the most optimal places to set the devices.
The leader turned to the others, "You have your marked targets, now go, and make sure they are concealed well enough so they cannot be found!" he said. The man turned back to the other person, handing them what they had asked for, one of the devices meant to explode. Afterwards, the man ran off to set his own devices up, leaving the person alone to do as they wished. The Prophet looked around, as if deciding where to place the device. It was clear that this particular device was not part of what was going on around the town, there seemed to be another use for it. The Prophet moved right to where they believed was a good place, taking their time to set the parameters of the device's detonation sequence, finally setting it up in a concealed spot. They returned to the statue, looking over at the followers that had finished assembling, nodding to the leader. The spider returned to it's original form, the orb floating back down into The Prophet's waiting hand, which in turn returned it to the interior of the robe. The leader stood, "Our work here this night is finished, and our Prophet, Blitz, is pleased with our efforts. Now, we shall disperse back into the shadows, until we are needed once more. Long live The Prophet." he said. He bowed to Blitz before leading the others out of Seles through the gate, the guards closing it, the second guard looking to where Blitz once stood, only to find nothing.
