After a half hour of fighting, there was only one cleric and Brother Ancelm remaining. Pools of blood covered the floor of the once hallowed ground. Splattered viscera in full view were on the walls. Several people were able to escape the deadly cathedral, but there was nothing they could do. "We let you in our town. We gave you all aid, food and shelter. Why have you done this to us!?" Brother Ancelm demanded as he placed his body in the way of the cleric and leveled his staff at us. "You have done nothing wrong. The mistake was made by the ones who called a crusade. We are here to end it now." I said. A spark of recognition flashed in his eyes. His face then fell and turned into a mask of pure rage. "So you are from the Church of the Seven Roses. I'll murder every single one of you with my bare hands." He had an extended health bar. I took it to mean he was the mini boss of the town and cathedral. Even still, it was no match for us. We were able to split them up, and the cleric was the first one to fall. Bridget and Atkin were the ones that killed him. Brother Ancelm cried out in rage.
Brother Ancelm ran deeper into the cathedral. We had no choice but to follow him. He led us down, deep into the depths of the cathedral. When we finally caught up with him, we saw him in front of an obsidian altar. A knife of indeterminate metal was stabbed into a black leather book. The pages were edged in red. "You have destroyed this cathedral and murdered this town. I will never forgive you. With this blade of Saint Zadicus, I will stop you here and now. Your souls will all be cast into oblivion." The party was not convinced. "There is no way one weapons has that much power. You're still out numbered." Morgan said. The monk just chuckled. "This is a relic of the town. Once a sacrifice is made. The spirit of one of our heroes will come to destroy you all." he said. "There's no one here to sacrifice, idiot!" Bridget snapped at him. It did not deter him at all. Brother Ancelm took the book and yanked the knife from the book. With the look of a mad man, he stabbed himself in the heart. The body and the book floated ten feet in the air and began to glow. I made sure to shield the dancers.
Dark red energy leaked from the pages and covered the body. It continued for a few seconds before a dark laugh could be heard from the corpse. "Just as death is pure and eternal, so to are the horrors of those who give up themselves to the will of Lord Gristomales. I, Zadicus the Warden, live again." The body floated back down to the floor and stood on it's own feet. A red rope was tied in a noose around his neck. The stab wound was still there as well when he pulled it out. He turned to us and said "I retain the memories of the sacrifice, so I know exactly the vile cretins you are. Prepare to die!" he said as he charged us. He was level 90. That was insane, yet not for anyone above 100. Luckily we had two in the party. "Morgan, guard Bridget with you life! I'll do the same for Atkin. Leave the fighting to Zeta and Eta!" Morgan and the others all nodded. The two elite Protectors leapt into action. It was a vicious fight and both of them were seriously injured and afflicted with debuffs. We were there to heal them and remove the disabilities they were afflicted with. It was a full team effort.
They also got in the revenant's way when it tried to attack us. Even then we were all low on HP and MP. Just when it seemed that we were on the brink of defeat, Eta delivered a critical blow that knocked the revenant prone. I cheered as Zeta pinned the enemy down. It was also worse for wear. Eta then mounted the saint as he pulled down his purple panties. "It's time to seal you away." Zeta said. "Nonsense. The power of Lord Gristomales will not allow it. I will kill you all." It was not long before the robes were lifted and the Protector Special Ops began riding him. "We'll see about that, you creep!" Eta said. I covered Atkin's eyes and Sir Morgan did the same thing for the young Bridget. They did not need to see any of that. After seven minutes, Zadicus cried out as he came hard. Eta and Zeta smirked as the energy flowed inside him. The smirk faded quickly as he himself got hard. "W-what the hell is this!? This is... impossible!" He said as he held his sides in pain. Zeta asked Eta what was wrong. "There's way too much dark energy to absorb here. I can't contain it!" he groaned.
