Inquisitor Lucious felt the heat of the attack spell, and it burnt his armour, but caused little more than discomfort for himself.
He advanced upon the few peasants who had not fled, his eyes darting among them to make out his true enemy. The witch he discarded with a few quick
Mind Bullets, and she fell to the ground, bleeding from the ears and unconscious. She would live and the questioning would reveal where she had learnt her tricks.
But there was a worthy opponent around, and without his templars, Lucious was forced to invoke the wrath of the gods. Their feeble magic would be no match for those granted the gift that they stole. The will of the gods, wielded by him, would crush their attempts to raise themselves higher than men should rise.
His glance and holy gestures created more
Mind Bullets, felling an innocent bystander too terrified to move. In his third attempt, the
Mind Bullets hit Dynamis.
