Far from the emotional scene in the recovery room, a small commotion rose in one of the private rooms of the church. A burst of light sent Rholas crashing through the air before slamming into the books and falling to the ground.
"This is what happens when you don't follow my commands," Lucien said with his hand still outstretched, searing light almost bursting again from his fingers. "You made quite the mess, Rholas. The Temple of Warriors, Adventurers' Organization, and even the damn kingdoms demand an explanation."
"Cough!" Rholas coughed out blood as he tried to rise from the ground, but a crushing pressure slammed him into the wall again before he could explain. "I…" he tried. "I did the right thing."
"NONSENSE!" roared Lucien again, moving his hand to drag the poor apostle across the shelves, destroying the room as he did. "You left tracks of our involvement everywhere. It's only a matter of time before the Archon hears about what I did!"