Despair flickered in Seamus' eyes. His mouth opened, but no words emerged. A dull thud, and his head tumbled from his shoulders.
Inside the Holy Light Sect's grounds, panic ignited. Scores of disciples in spotless robes poured out, instantly surrounding Jared and his two companions.
"Defend the sect!"
"Slay these demonic sc*ms!"
Their silver longswords flared gold, merging into a sweeping sea of light that charged the trio.
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