A horrific smell lingered in the air as all of the adventurers entered the Church. The home of the god was nothing like what it was supposed to be.
Instead of a God who provided salvation to everyone, there was a demon residing in thier. Some found it difficult to even stand on thier feet because of the pressure. Shiloh and some others stood in the front trying to analyse the situation.
" Can we win?" One of them spoke.
" We don't have time to think that, we have come here to fight and can't chicken out at the last moment."
They tried to encourage themselves and others to fight but none of them moved. Their instincts were telling them to not move or it will the end of them.
However, suddenly they saw a black silhouette break the gates with one strike of a two-headed spear. The adventurers were in awe of seeing someone running inside without any fear.
