The acolytes who had yet to succumb to Loman's sorcery stared in horror as the black-robed sorcerer fired several more arrows, none of which seemed to accomplish anything beyond shattering against the armored long coat the demon wore as she lashed out again and again with her wildly twisting and contorting whip.
Matthias, who had already watched seven of his fellows close their eyes forever, wanted nothing more than to flee from this place. The faith that had sustained him through the loss of Brother Usic and Brother Neso was strained and brittle when Brother Kevlis and Brother Haedar joined them, and by the time Brothers Tuun, Faun, and Marrit joined them, it felt like his heart had been pierced by seven arrows until what little was left of his faith began to drain away.
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