Chapter 173
The Sect Masters whip snaps out at me without any more warning, creating against the Arcane Barrier Karl keeps cast around me while we are in combat. He’s quick, I couldn’t even get the Dragons in place to intercept. Instead I send them on the attack, forcing him to defend, parrying both of them plus multiple thrown weapons from the other disciples.
Karl’s stun spell isn’t something you can physically block though, and it slows him to almost immobile before he’s paralyzed by multiple darts and then decapitated by the energy Dragons, unable to hold off the overwhelming numbers despite his advantage in cultivation.
Note to self, the center of the room is a terrible defensive position.
"What do we do with him?" Karl’s asks, pondering what will be the most effective message.
"There’s a spike on top of the domed roof of the guard towers, I’m thinking Vlad Tepes." I suggest.
"Everyone find an Elder and impale their body on a spike around the walls. I’ll put the Sect Master on the gate." Karl announces and the others spring into action, our little diorama finished within a minute.
We all take a moment to wash up before heading out, clearing the blood and dirt of the day from our bodies and putting on fresh clothes. I decide to just use my Priestess Robes instead of actually getting dressed, as when removed and returned they come back clean leaving only the blood that soaked through them, saving on laundry efforts.
There’s still the Golden Sunrise rebels to deal with after all.
Leaving this macabre memorial behind, we head out at an easy jog, the location is only a few hours away at this pace, close to the point where the groups doing bandit control split off to find their targets. It’s supposedly a farmhouse and outbuildings, as there weren’t many rebels and they haven’t had time to build.