“Yes, though maybe not. I thought I created them but it was our lord providing me with a reason. A way to improve our church. Yet I considered such a momentous moment as a mere novelty. Through those men's sacrifices, they showed me the next step of our crusade to right the wrongs of these unworthy successors to the one and formally God.”

“That bastard wants to turn us into one of those things?” Nora said with contempt present in her voice.

The girls behind Elizabeth had been spreading themselves away from her, with Lily and Nora heading towards the nearest wall, while Tina and Agatha, came from behind Elizabeth, a few metres to her sides.

(“He's rambling nonsense. Having his own creature overpower him in a time of need must have left a deep wound on his psyche.”) Elizabeth thought.

“Accept my gift women and you shall all become closer to my lord than even I! You've seen the power they possess. It's not much of a choice now, is it-”

Elizabeth pushed herself forward and swung her sword. He revealed his hand wrapped in a chain, from under his robe and stopped her blade.

“It seems you'll have to be dealt with first if I am to create more of them.”

He jumped to the side and she made no action to follow him.

He dodged the throwing blades from the room's shadows and unspun his chain to reveal the small scythe. It was in time to stop another of Elizabeth's strikes, which sent him flying back.

(“I see he wasn't wrong in calling her a woman with the strength of a gorilla. I can feel my hands shaking from those two strikes alone.”)

He looked to see Tina behind him and quickly moved his hand toward her to stop her body, instead of her spear.

Doing so had placed him with millimetres of the spear blade but as long he didn't-

He jumped forward into Tina and only ended up with a light slash on his back. Elizabeth had closed the gap they had formed within moments. If he had reacted any slower he would have his spine severed. He moved his hand to stop her. But before he could, he felt something piercing into his chest.

Tina held the spear with only one hand and while this wasn't unusual it gave her the ability to more easily move her spear around. Her grip was loose enough on it she could aim the spear towards the priest and move it down.

He had no idea she could independently move her spear. It briefly dug it to his chest and the brief moment of confusion allowed Elizabeth to stab him.

It also brought her in a close enough range for the priest to freeze her without extending his limbs.

A third one jumped from the air and he forced himself away from the pair he was stuck between.

(“Damn it, it'll be ten more seconds until I can use my magic again.”)

While he did recover his stamina and magic, there was something he didn't consider. Fatigue to his magic organs. The possibility of such a thing happening hadn't even occurred to him.

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Each time he used his magic, it pained him to do so and more practically it prevented him from using it as freely as he hoped.

The sound of flesh tearing permeated the air as he blocked the one-clawed woman with his weapon and backed away.

He quickly had to block a blow from the now-moving Tina as well. The one-clawed woman backed away as Tina began stabbing her spear at Daniel with the intensity of a firing squad.

He stopped her once again but the one-clawed woman returned. Within moments, the skill difference was evident and he managed to wrap his chain around her, restraining her. He dragged her towards him but it unexpectedly stopped. He looked to see Elizabeth grab the chain.

She pulled on Agatha and pulled the priest as well. He let go of his weapon and stopped himself in the air.

All those present briefly looked stunned, but the two in the shadows soon remembered their jobs.

They threw knives and throwing axes at him and he quickly released his magic, falling flat to the floor, avoiding the projectiles.

He was covered in a thick sweat. It wasn't from exhaustion but sheer pain. When he escaped the two strong ladies, he ripped the side of his torso. Well, Elizabeth's sword ripped it when he pushed himself away from Agatha.

The side of him was flowing blood like a fountain, and the parts of his body that had been put through the wringer like his magic organs and legs, were sore as all hell.

The only thing he could be thankful for was the fact the sword didn't pierce closer to the centre of his body.

Elizabeth untangled Agatha, and luckily for him, this freed up his weapon. The chain was long enough that there was still some on him. He drew it back desperately and held it above his head when Tina swung her spear down.

He struggled to keep it above his head as Tina pushed down.

He gave up and caused it to slam into his shoulder. It would leave a nasty bruise under his armour but thankfully it prevented his shoulder from being sliced open.

But what it didn’t prevent was an electric shock from Tina. He managed to bend his back and push himself between Tina's legs, going behind her and tying her legs up.

He got no rest when he noticed a sword aimed at his throat.

The moment it touched his skin he managed to stop it. Not without it going several millimetres into his neck. Thankfully no veins or arteries were sliced.

He looked beside to see Elizabeth. The moment her punch rocked his head, he stopped her body.

His face slammed into the blunt side of the still-floating sword, pushing it down slightly.

He briefly rested his face against it, with the blade leaving his neck with more cuts. He soon noticed the pink-haired one jump up slightly.

Before he could wonder what she was doing he tried to move his head back. He quickly brought his hands up between his neck and the blade.

With her legs bound, she performed a backwards bunny kick on the blade.

It slammed the blade into his arms and he showed no restraint stopping her.

A knife soon pierced his back as he picked himself up.

He struggled to get back to his feet and looked around to see who did it.

He got kicked in the face by Agatha. He couldn't stop her, not yet at least.

He screamed in agony as he brought his chain up to block her claw blade.

“MY LORD HAS BLESSED ME, YOU FOOLS, I SHALL NOT DIE HERE!!!!”

Tina regained her movement and thrust her spear at him, catching his inner torso. She used the space between Agatha’s legs to get a clean hit on him. It was barely long enough, with her hands holding onto to the last eight centimetres of the shaft.

In the following moments, an electric shock ran through his body, frying him.