Unable to watch the proceedings further, Darious turned and fled the catacombs. Several demons were unfortunate enough to arrive late to the congregation. Without stopping, Darious beheaded the creatures by focusing power in his hand to a razor sharp point. The stench of black blood rose up around him and he knew it wouldn’t be long before some of the demons gathered caught the scent and came to investigate.
Tracing back to the main room of the church, Darious leaped up and out through the skylight that he had entered originally. In the short time he’d been within the church, a storm had gathered and it was now pouring rain. In the distance, he watched with morbid fascination as three twisters reached their destructive fingers down from the sky and began their demolition of the city.
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