687 Laptis's Luck

On the surface, fearsome balls of heavenly flames rained death and destruction upon the Sacred Tirtha from the sky.

At the same time, Shamans and Witch Doctors scrambled left and right in confusion and fear, unclear of the situation and their attackers. The powerful fireballs dropping upon their heads seemingly manifested out of thin air.

"Oh, Holy Mother, please grant this child enlightenment, for she is lost. What great sins have we committed for the heavens to smite us so? If it is the cruelty of the heretics that has descended upon your garden, oh, Holy Mother, I beseech you to grant this child divine protection to repel the—"

While others ran for cover, a devout Witch Doctor prayed before a normal statue of the golden dragon until a fireball landed not far from her location.

Its terrifying flames scattered upon impact and vaporized her into nothingness.