His hands began to burn under the holy energy, and he screamed as he tried to pull back, but the damage had already been done.
"Time to send you to heaven…"
The calm voice reached his ears.
A deep chill spread through his body, and his heart skipped for a moment as he slowly lifted his head.
Above him a sword of darkness hovered in the air.
It was wrapped in dense crimson intent, and the space around it trembled as if it could not bear its presence, while faint cracks spread through the air around the blade.
The sword hummed with a low sound, and its power continued to rise.
"Go…"
SWOOSH!
The sword moved instantly, and it did not travel like a normal attack because it tore through space itself, and anything in its path was erased as if it had never existed.
The Orc Divine Knight felt it clearly, and death stood right in front of him.
"No… wait…!"
"Stop!"
"I will leave, I swear!"
"Please—!"
"Don't kill me!"
