The celebrations continued long after Liam had performed his miracles.
Six hundred voices raised in prayer, in song, in worship that echoed through the Cathedral's domed ceiling and seemed to make the stones vibrate with devotion.
The blind demon who could now see remained on her knees, hands pressed to her face, occasionally looking at her own palms like she still couldn't believe they were visible.
The boy who'd been crippled walked circles around the chamber, his mother following, both of them crying and laughing in equal measure.
And Liam stood in the center of it, feeling the Synchronization Index tick steadily upward.
[Synchronization Index: 31% → 34%]
[Essence: 21,091 EP ]
[Note: Faith conversion efficiency at unprecedented levels]
[Warning: Intense collective worship is addictive]
The warning was unnecessary.
