Gabriel and Felix were disgusted by the sight as they stepped aside. But Sir Dolorem stood in front of Sylvester as a shield.
"Sir Dolorem, step aside. Let me try light magic on him." He ordered quickly and raised his right palm towards the oncoming man.
"Hehehe…"
As soon as the naked man reached a few meters from him, Sylvester sent a beam of light from his palm and drowned the man in it. He kept chanting and let the man screech in anger and fall to his knees, rubbing his eyes.
"Aaargh!..."
'This is not good…' Sylvester muttered upon making observations that his light and chant were not affecting the man as they would if he was indeed possessed. The man was supposed to start releasing steam from his body and writhe because the demon would literally be forcefully taken out of the body and burned.
But here, the man just fell down and covered his eyes as if it was not the holiness or the chant affecting him but the brightness itself.
