"Arrogant wretch!" one of the Quartet Celestial Guards barked, stepping forward as thunder peeled behind his words. "Ms. Dusko, allow me to show this fiend exactly how sharp the temple's sword can cut!"
Onneas inclined her head. "Go... Let him taste the weight of the Celestial Palace."
The guard flickered, one heartbeat, he was at Onneas' side, the next he materialized before Soul Devourer, spear driving straight for the demon's chest. A tidal roar of sanctified energy surged from the weapon, promising to shatter more than flesh.
Shock flashed across Soul Devourer's face. Black miasma erupted from his core and congealed into a jagged shield, desperate to blunt the holy thrust.
Boom!
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