FWOOOOSH!!!
Aestrea shot forward like a bullet.
His body leaned low as he ran, fast, smooth, almost gliding over the ground. The wind roared behind him from the force of his speed.
The nearest priest barely even turned his head.
SPLAT!!
One of the floating violet swords shot out with a loud crack. It pierced straight through the man's forehead.
The tip exploded out of the back of his skull, chunks of bone flying as blood sprayed like a burst pipe.
The priest dropped instantly, his mouth still open mid-chant.
Instantly, his eyes locked on the next targets.... three more priests in white robes, already raising their staffs, mouths moving in rushed prayers.
CLANG!!
SLASH!!
SWOOSH!!
The violet blades around Aestrea spun and sliced through the air like saws.
One chopped off an arm at the shoulder.
Another curved upward and slit a throat. A third rammed through the stomach of the last priest, blood gushing out as he collapsed, still gripping his staff.
