(Alright, then it's settled. I'll set things up.)
Straid: After flying to the nearest Order controlled town, explaining his mission and reporting the results to the officer in charge, Straid is soon given orders to return to Light's Bastion for further instructions.
Everyone: In a space that can only be described as the musings of a mad lunatic, Maria struggles in vain against obsidian tendrils that coil around her body, holding her in place as smaller tendrils start writhing up her body. From seemingly nowhere, Isaiah saunters over, her expression calm and a wide smile on her face. "No need to be so aggressive my dear, soon, you'll see that your real potential will be unlocked. Just hold still and let yourself go..." She coos starting to laugh. Her voice fills the oblivion and echoes only growing louder with each reverberation. Another pawn in her grand scheme has been added.