Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

Clovis had been aiming her revolver at a flying head barbarian when she heard Malin’s command and immediately turned to begin spellcasting. The flying head barbarian seemed to think this was an opportunity and pounced toward the bunny girl.

Maya, who had already loaded her crossbow, struck it with the weapon in her hand, turning the pounce into a disaster. The flying head barbarian, with an arrow in its skull, crashed to the ground, then Malin smashed it with one foot.

A second wraith spiritual body leaped out from the void behind Clovis, but what awaited it was a sacred healing from Malin’s hand—a four-ring blessing spell that was contact-triggered, providing the first target with a highly effective healing (which for Malin could essentially cause a fatal wound to close instantly), and then sharing half the effects of this heal with all targets within a radius of 20 yards.

Therefore, Leon, who had been bitten by the flying head barbarian, found the wound on his arm had vanished. Carmen noticed the swelling on her arm returning to normal. Hiddell’s face, burnt by the ejected casings from the lever-action firearm in his hand, was no longer in pain. The flying head barbarians outside tumbled to the ground, the ghouls rolling on the roof of the ruins began to self-ignite and the two wraith spiritual bodies were directly ’squeezed’ out of the void by the sacred spiritual energy, turning into ash without even managing a shriek.

Faye glanced around, "Is it over?"

"It’s over," Malin nodded, "Speaking of which, do you guys have any clue why these creatures charged out?"

"Who knows what these dead ghosts are thinking," Hiddell complained while looking around, "Speaking of which, can we fire the mission completion flare now?"

"Go ahead, I think this is considerably more than what was on the mission intelligence," Carmen, although a bit slow, had not yet become so slow as to not be able to count properly.