Splash!
"Aargh!"
Sylvester's spear sliced faster than one could see. Not only that, he had mastered the ability to maneuver the spear mid-air using the little hand movements and air element. With this technique, he could do slight course corrections in real-time.
And the spear pierced straight into the half human-half goblin's chest with such force that he was thrown back and crashed into a tree, along with the spear which drilled through the tree trunk.
The Bright Mother was fine, just scared as she lost strength in her legs. Sylvester quickly walked over to her and extended a helping hand. "Get up, Bright Mother. The church sent me. I am Priest Sylvester Maximilian, often called the Bard of the Lord."
The woman took his hand as if he was the god himself. "W-We knew it! They finally sent someone! Our misery will be over now… thank you, Lord Bard."
