[It had been some time since the defeat of the Bishop of Chaos: Leshy. Once feared and speading chaos, now small, defenseless... and blind. Like his siblings, Leshy had been forced to become a part of The Lamb's cult, feeling ashamed at being the first one to be defeated.]

[Leshy was watering some flowers, as it was one of the few tasks he could do without breaking something or eating inedible things (not because he was blind, Leshy was just weird.) He heard someone nearby and turned towards the sound.]

"Who's there!?"

[He spoke in a slightly hostile tone, unable to see who stood in front of him.]