The only thing keeping Tempris’s blade out of out of the cultist was the potential of frying more sinners. Saving all these souls from this horrible fate. It was going to feel so euphoric. “Ms. Could we go please. There are so many souls to save, purify, send to Your new rightful god. No?” Tempris grin hiding her sadistic nature behind her practiced childish smile. The woman tried to smile back but she could see the fire which burned inside the girl. She could see the death that would follow the small person. The death of everyone around her still burned in her mind. She knew the girl would not let her go nor could she overpower her. However, she was happy not to at least be with the demon monster whose blade thirst for the red “wine” in their veins.
It was hard to decide which was worst. To be stabbed and slowly drown to death or be burned alive into nothing. The woman could tell the magic wasn’t even fire type, yet, hit was more hungry and voracious than any flame she ever seen. It only took seconds to reduce people into ash. She wondered if it hurt since she could not recall anyone screaming when the flames devoured their bodies.