"Mr. Prizm, there's a poor man here who needs your help..."
Liz stepped forward, preparing to explain Linsey's situation.
But before she could finish, Liz saw Prizm, who had been praying with his eyes closed, cease his movements. He then turned around to face them.
The man was tall and solemn-faced.
Two neatly groomed locks of white hair ran from beside his ears to the back of his head, making him appear exceptionally dignified.
Though he faced Linsey and Liz, he did not open his eyes.
With his eyes still closed, he spoke to Linsey at the doorway:
"I expected this. You would send someone here."
"But I truly did not expect you to come so quickly."
"Even if you used the law to oppress people's hearts, you couldn't possibly pry open the mouths of those loyal believers so quickly."
"A dignified Law Knight..."
"In the end, you still crossed your own bottom line."
Just as Linsey's skill had indicated.
The Prizm before him truly was the mastermind behind tonight's attack.
But because Linsey had arrived at such a coincidental time, Prizm naturally assumed that the Law Knights of the City of Law had broken the commandment against using Law Radiance to alter human nature, allowing them to obtain information about him from those devout believers so quickly.
At that moment, as he "watched" Linsey, the aura belonging to an Awakened continued to intensify around him.
The deity Prizm worshipped seemed to form a phantom behind him, almost crushing the man before him to pieces!
"Mr. Prizm?"
Liz, who had brought Linsey here, looked utterly bewildered as she hurriedly asked:
"What are you talking about? What do you mean, Law Knight? Robinson is only someone suffering from a curse..."
The believer with closed eyes snapped harshly:
"Liz, stand aside. This