Facing Benjamin’s provoking rant, the bishop simply raised his chin and gave a cold snort.
"Such an arrogant and conceited child."
At the same time, he raised the chalice and held it high with his eyes closed. The other priests did not hesitate to place their hands together to fill the cup with holy light.
Benjamin couldn’t help but grumble under his breath at that sight.
... Fuck, not this again.
It was unfortunate that he still required time to heal and could not strike yet. Therefore, he took a few steps backwards and instructed the mages in the team to start their counterattack.
"Joanna, Tony, Creed, it’s all up to you."
He walked to the three and whispered in their ears.
The first two were mages had known each other for a long time. As for the third mage, he was a new addition. What the three had in common was the ability to cast advanced level magic.
