The small female priest who had been quietly standing around the altar suddenly pulled out a water pouch from her sleeve and quickly trotted over to Dave, dousing him liberally before anyone could react to the sudden turn of events.
"Ugh..." Dave, caught off guard, found himself completely drenched. Before he could react, a golden-red flame burst forth. The young man, just a moment ago wearing an expression of determination, let out a piercing scream and stumbled to the ground.
"Rona and Rada are watching!" Small Ai gently pushed back the few strands of her golden hair, revealing her face, pale but with a tinge of pink. She bent over Dave and whispered, "Do you think they'd feel a bit better now?"
The red-gold flames were now engulfing Dave, wicked streaks of divine energy erupted one after another. Although they didn't leave any physical marks on him, the tormented howls he let out clearly signaled that something was dreadfully wrong.
