Hiss.
As the sword of Fao pierced through the throat of the last Sinful Desire Priest, the dusk's light shone upon the Church flag atop Dawn Valley Fortress.
The blood-red sunset stained the golden flag with crimson, echoing with the sticky blood on the ground.
"Ha... cough cough."
Fao's expression remained calm as ever, but the fatigue in his eyes betrayed that he was almost at his limit.
He should have turned immediately to support other companions in clearing the remaining minions of the Evil God, but a strange sticky sensation crawled up from the sword handle to his hand, halting him in his tracks.
Turning back, he saw that the Evil God Priest lying breathless on the ground had somehow revealed his pale, bloodless face by removing his mask.
The dead priest was laughing.
The ugly smile matched his current plight, yet the mockery contained within it angered Fao.
What are you laughing at?
What's so funny!!?
Shut up!
I told you to shut your mouth!
No more laughing!!!
