"Holy Maiden! We want to see the Holy Maiden!"
"Holy Maiden, we love you! Holy Maiden!"
"Blessings from the Holy Maiden!"
"Holy Maiden, the most beautiful of all, the purest... Bless us, Holy Maiden!"
When the three of us had arrived at the Central Hall - the biggest hall in the entire New York HQ, decorated in black and gold, laid all around the place were tables and benches, in the middle of it all there was a gigantic cylindrical blue holographic screen acting as a bulletin board with a digital clock and news on TV and all you could imagine on it - there were at least 50 of them male Hunters gathering in front of that said screen, shouting the words Holy Maiden, Holy Maiden, as all the Huntresses be looking at them from afar, talking to each other while having the words 'What the hell are those boys doing?' written on their faces.
