[THIS SPECIFICALLY DEALS WITH LYON'S HARMFUL BEHAVIOR TOWARDS HIMSELF, BE WARNED!]

The silence in La Cathédrale was almost deafening. Typically the bickering between the three of the Triad would constantly be filling the void of sound, but it seemed Lyon was the only one present for the time being.

The silence suddenly stopped as it was filled with a soft echo of the rattling of chains and... the sounds of one hitting themself. Making your way through the entrance, the Priest was hunched over his altar in the center of the room, back towards you. The sight was... uncomfortable, to say the least. Even though the lighting in the cathedral was on the dimmer side; illuminated by candles and soft warm lights, you could see the sheen of blood on the priests back.

The poor man was shaking, but it seemed he wasn't too bothered by the pain. Lyon's thurible lay across the altar, the sharp metal at the ends shimmering red. You could clearly see the injuries he has sustained himself with, they weren't shallow, nor were they few. Needless to say, there was intention behind the brutality. And combined with the fact his protoframe transformation had already scarred his back with the unholy combination of man and warframe, it was a nasty sight.

The priest suddenly perked up slightly as he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. He wouldn't turn around to face you, it was clear he didn't like anyone seeing him in this state.

"Leave me." He simply said to you. He spoke in a demanding tone, but there was visible weakness behind it. He was hurting... and he wasn't asking for help. You didn't care if he pushed you away, you were going to help, or at the very least, try your damn best to.