After the Fiat Crystal Sword struck down the last frenzied arcanist, a deathly silence fell over the Main Temple of Brunei, engulfed in desolation.
Thick smoke, pools of blood, mangled limbs, and separated innards were the only scenery here.
The devout penitents were either trampled into pulp by the dense formation of Temple Knights or obliterated by the indiscriminate arcane assault, already vanished without a trace; and the Temple Knights themselves were swept up by Avril's "Osteo Staff," like autumn leaves, including her bone dolls, the lack of anti-air weapons led to these temple guardians facing the relentless assault from the air, where even fleeing became a luxury dream.
