The archbishop's spell created a dazzling light that can be seen even from afar.
It attracted attention from the nearest human villages causing panic to spread.
Opposite to the light is the endless stormy cloud that spreads across the other end of the sky.
Thunder roared while lightning made a distinctive line seemingly breaking the sky.
A prayer was sung, a gospel was given, and a magic circle filled with fifteen rings was created.
The spell came to life and a sphere filled with different types of wings emerged.
"Be prepared demon this gospel is the manifestation of our will, it won't break easily"
The demon just raised his hand and summoned a big storm.
"If that thing is the manifestation of your faith and will, then this.."
The lighting crackles and the clouds become thicker leading it to swallow the light emitted from the archbishop's gospel.
