Plans Awry
"It's not possible!" the inquisitor said with a gasp, his eyes growing wide. The other priests and Church soldiers stiffened, equally shocked. Fear flickered in their eyes and across their faces, their expressions growing dark.
"Damn it! Where is she?" another soldier cried, his voice trilling with fear. "Why did she leave?"
"Kill them," I said softly, stumbling over the words. "We can't leave anyone behind."
The Star Guard had no such hesitation, lunging forward with weapons bright with mana. I flinched as the first screams rose, and the inquisitor fell, impaled on two of Kahlen's swords. The rest of the soldiers and priests followed soon after, until the last lay in a pile of his own blood, the light fading from his eyes.