[Layland's POV]
After kicking the old Dark Elf's head until it flew off, the Guardians who have been just watching come at me. They all look enraged, of course, at their Elder's death.
Divinity. Although there is only a miniscule portion of it in my daggers, what it can do is still astounding. I didn't need to swing my daggers even once to defeat Rohan. As soon as Luxia helped me utilize it, my odds rose instantly. What a terrifying power.
Clank!
'Those Priests ... They use a similar Energy, don't they? They call it Holy Power, but it's just the diluted version of Divinity,' I think as I trade blows with the annoying Guardians. 'No wonder they act so irritatingly, their God really treats them like the chosen people.'
What I am worried about, of course, are not the Priests or the Temple that moves them. Call me a dreamer, but I am thinking about how much of an obstacle their God will be in the future.
