The onlookers couldn't help feeling disappointed. They had all heard the Empire's propaganda and believed the atomic light spear was the most elegant and beautiful psychic weapon in the universe. They didn't mean anything by it; they just wanted to see one for themselves.
What they didn't know was that the atomic light spear was the standard-issue weapon of the Empire's Starrealm Knights, an elegant weapon befitting the nobility. The Inquisitors, however, had a completely different style. Their conduct had never been elegant, dignified, or noble.
The Inquisitors hadn't heard a thing, but their extraordinary psychic senses had clearly detected the change in the crowd's dispirited mood.
For psychics, heightened senses could sometimes be a burden. But what could they do? They were on a mission, and they had to extend their awareness and vigilance to the limit. It was a fundamental part of the Inquisitors' combat doctrine, of course, meant to guard against a possible enemy ambush at any moment.
They hadn't sensed any ambush, naturally, but they had clearly felt the crowd's shifting emotions. To the Inquisitors, that was practically the same as being heckled and booed.
The short, gray-cloaked leader realized that if things continued this way, their morale would certainly suffer.
"Formation!" he ordered coldly.
"Yes!" the other three answered in unison.
Four against one, and the Inquisitors had no intention of swarming their opponent. They swiftly repositioned, spreading out to form a pincer. It was, of course, a psychic battle formation adapted from the Four Symbols Formation.
But unlike the original, which was used on the battlefield by warriors charging into battle in power armor, this modified version focused on close-quarters combat and suppression by multiple fighters in a confined space. Naturally, it had been developed specifically for the Inquisition.
As experts at dirty work,