As the words fell, several white lights howled in from near and far.
Roy transformed into a dark red mist once again, dodging the fierce attacks. She couldn't reach any entrances or exits and could only strive to get closer to the east side's stained glass window. There, a Black Magic Book lay quietly, and within its pages was a faintly breathing soul shadow; she had thrown these things out during her confrontation with the Archbishop.
Now, she wanted to go over, pick them up, and escape from the Light Sacrifice Tower.
The Church Court's people seemed also to notice Roy's intention, and their attacks became more rapid. The Archbishop swung his Magic Wand, sending white lights one after another, slicing through the hem folds of the statue's garments, destroying the beautiful and delicate murals. Dirt and stones fell with a rustle, and the entire Holy Light Hall trembled.
"Roy!"
Someone was calling.
"Roy Derek..."
Someone was shouting.
