As they knelt, forces unknown to ordinary people flew from their heads and fell upon the twelve superior beings in front of them, some of which were absorbed.
Who knows how long it lasted.
A batch of armored men, carrying weapons, stepped into the palace.
"Is it over?"
Hearing this, the combatants stood up one by one, their eyes gleaming brightly, and were escorted out by the men.
After everyone was escorted away, a radiance erupted from John in the palace. A long-bearded man emerged and scoffed, "Truly foolish."
"Foolish?"
Elsewhere, a comet-like light heralded the arrival of a strikingly beautiful woman wearing a mini-skirt and high boots, clutching her boots in hand. She gracefully removed them and said, with a disdainful expression, "Ignorant beings. If you cannot reform your adorable ink stains, why then would they question the power of faith?"
"Heh, heh, well, well, dear sister—the righteous goddess of the hunt, Artemis!"
