"Fierce battle!!"
The Holy Knight from the Justice Sect shouted with force, as the heavy warhammer in his hand swung down with a whistle, smashing the Whisper Cultist whose face had been covered with lime powder by his own comrades, breaking bones and tendons.
"Fierce battle!"
The Priest who worships the God of Wealth dug into his pocket with blood-red eyes, pulling out dozens of gold coins and tossing them into the air. Seconds later, golden arrows rained down with equal skill, pinning several heretics to the ground before they could dodge.
"Fierce battle!"
The Archbishop of the Fertile Sect charged out of the crowd, diving into a densely packed area of heretics with arms wide open. Before his body was pierced by blades, a multitude of thick, strong vines burst from the ground, danced wildly like a cape, clearing an open space and flinging away at least thirty people.
"Fierce battle!"
