The cultists rushed to execute the Archbishop's will. However, they had barely taken a step when the ceiling came crashing down on them, killing most while injuring a lucky few who jumped out of harm's way.
Dust and debris blocked their vision, making the Archbishop anxious about the stranger's arrival. He was sure he had fooled the first seatholder and doubted he knew about their arrival. Therefore, the intruder couldn't be him.
"But if it isn't him, then who?" Archbishop mumbled as the cultists rushed to surround him in an attempt to protect him from harm.
However, no sooner did they get into battle formation than an invisible force pulled them apart, slamming them into the cave's walls. Those who could blindly fire their weapons into the cloud of smoke and dust, hoping their bullets would hit the stranger.
