Hollows Shells

A population of two thousand and fifty-two people turned into mindless drones praying to a god that sucked the very life out of them. With him dead, his influence should've been gone, and yet the faithful who truly believed in salvation through their lord had god insane, but unlike Jenna, they didn't laugh like maniacs but instead whispered in prayers.

Erika was the first to notice the problem and although her holy magic helped somewhat, it wasn't until Amedith began helping her that she could bring the intensity of the people's bizarre actions to an acceptable limit. It did make her flinch and she even gave the warrior a sharp look, for what could be the reason that his holy magic was better than hers?

'Magus, what the hell are they anyways?' She pondered with a jealous heart.