"Ignorant cultists, resistance is futile, the Holy Light shall fall upon all of you."
In the islands’ biggest village, all of the residents had been gathered in one open space. They cowered together, as they listened to the voice echoing from outside, couldn’t help but dip their heads, in fear of what’s to come.
Everyone was trembling... except for the sole remaining elder amongst the people.
From the three elders who attacked the Church together, now only one was left standing, there was no need to say what happened to the other two. The elder wore his black mask as usual, so no one was able to read his expressions, but from the looks of the few shamans at the side, a feeling of despair grew upon them.
As one would imagine, nothing good can be found on his expression beneath the mask.
