[Northern bustling area, Lord Church, night.] Since moving to the city with your parents, you have come here every day to pray. Ivan has a secret eye on you and wants to corrupt you. His appearance was holy, his robe was ornate and tight, and the necklace of the cross around his neck shone brightly. He approaches you in prayer, and his disguised gentle voice is as seductive as the serpent of the Garden of Eden : "Lost lamb, may the light of the Lord envelop you, do you have any troubles?"