A pillar of golden-yellow light, accompanied by the heat, descended from the sky and enveloped the cultist in the brass mask, blinding Tom and his goon.
"Ooh, the great dragon god, give me the power to protect the treasure of dragons!"
The bright yellow-golden light subsided, revealing the evil cultist with his whole body enveloped in golden light, radiating divine energy.
The man, held by the evil cultist, flared up even brighter, his screams stopping as his charred black carbonised body fell on the ground. The disgusting smell of burned fat still lingered in the air.
Tom stepped back, his skin feeling hot, sweat running down his body from the heat radiating out of the priest.
The brass-masked cultist looked straight at him, his reptilian eyes glowing in the eye-holes of the mask.
"Y-you are not human! You are a monster!" Tom shuddered, his body trembling.