IC 1369: Confusion

"What are you talking about?" questioned another knight, confused as anyone else.

Brother Petrarchus, heartbeats heavy, stepped toward the edge of the fortress's castling. Looking at the enemy commander's caravan approaching from the distance. "How long has it been...? ... Ten years ago? ... Brother Raruba... No, it can't be..."

Brother Petrarchus returned inside the tower, if only for a moment. "I need to see the priestess!" he exclaimed.

"--Of course, we are all praying right now, but--"

"No, I need to talk to her," Petrarchus said as he rushed past the other knights.

"Are you crazy?!" refuted another knight. "She's at the town church. We need you here right now."

"No," Petrarchus countered, "We need Her here right now. She's the only one that can stop this."

Petrarchus ran down the tower's stairs, and out through the secret back entrance to the fortress. His adrenaline carried him across the path to the town.
And with heavy breaths, he found himself at the town church.

Where by luck, he found the priestess, Sister Patienza, alone in the sanctuary.

As Petrarchus solemnly stepped inside, the stained glass shining colored rays on him, he bowed his head in respect.
"Sister... I need to talk to you."

"What is it that you need?" asked the woman in white robes. Though middle-aged now, she was still profoundly beautiful. "Does this concern the monster sighting today?"

Petrarchus, realizing her ignorance, explicated, "...It is far larger than we could have imagined."

Sister Patienza sighed, "And have you come to me to confess your sins before you die?"

Petrarchus admitted, "That is quite possible."
Not knowing quite how to explain the situation at first, Petrarchus instead asked a more general question. "Humanity, is it something you are born with, or is it something that you create?"

Patienza replied, "That is a good question. The church does not have an official doctrine for that. So we will leave that to the philosophers. Did you have anything more?"

Petrarchus continued, "Is it possible for monsters to be human? Conversely, is it possible for a human to do something so horrible, that they become a monster?"

Patienza listened attentively.

Petrarchus paused, examining his past actions, then continued further, "...Or if one fails to do some basic act of humanity... Which causes another to fall to a monstrous injustice... Can one be held guilty, for the consequences, the punishment, that arrive now?"

Patienza, sensing something more specific within the vagueness, asked, "What does this concern?"

Petrarchus said at last, "Your brother, Raruba."

Patienza replied rotely, "Yes, he is in Heaven now. Bless his kind soul."

Petrarchus corrected her, "No, he is here, right now, on Earth."

Patienza stuttered, "...What?"

Petrarchus continued, "But if you don't come quickly, then tonight, we will all be in Hell."