Danitz stared blankly at the scene, opening his mouth as if to speak, then stopping himself.
He had thought Randolph Carter had come to rescue him and Gehrman, but he hadn't expected Carter to cut off everyone's escape routes the moment he made a move.
Damn it, you could've at least let the injured guy out first...
Cyril ignored the vivid expression on Danitz's face. The golden square box in his hand, engraved with numerous symbols and magical markings, opened on its own, spilling out waves of warm light.
At the same time, under the influence of the Sealed Artifact, the entire sealed area brightened, as though night had abruptly given way to an afternoon beneath a blazing sun and heavy clouds.
Amid the warmth of the light, countless translucent golden droplets fell, bringing a rain of Sun Holy Water.
Watching the rain fall like golden threads, Cyril's eyes reflected the image of an illusory book flipping through its pages. In a calm, authoritative voice, he declared, "Notarization: valid!"
Strands of golden light appeared, growing purer and purer until they finally formed the projection of a seal before him.
At the same time, the rain of Sun Holy Water falling from the sky grew heavier, and its pure, sacred solar aura grew stronger.
As the golden rain landed on him, Danitz suddenly felt the weakness and fear draining rapidly from his body. Wisps of black smoke rose from the wound the Werewolf had slashed across his lower abdomen, and the blackened flesh around it returned to its normal color.
On the other side, the Werewolf and "Steel" Mavity froze in place. Their bodies turned bright red, and sizzling sounds like water poured into hot oil rang out from them.
Klein had been clutching his own throat, his face turning red.