"You?" Before Briel even turned her head, she sent a wave of flaming sword energy sweeping behind her. "Sinner, taste my blade!"
"What kind of deranged nonsense is this?" Before Batman could move, Sariel gathered a beam of moonlight and shone it directly on Briel, immobilizing her. The incoming sword energy vanished under its light as well.
"You will be punished for defying God! I am Sariel, the angel who governs death!" Flames kept erupting from Briel as she tried to force Batman back, but against the Hellbat Armor's defenses, they were no different from the low-temperature candles used in BDSM.
"Enough. Get the hell out of that girl," Batman said, grabbing Briel by the throat and lifting her up.
"Did you learn exorcism from Roland?" Sariel couldn't bear to watch. "Strangling her to death won't help."
"Then what should I do?" Batman asked in confusion. "My knowledge of exorcism is limited to literature."
"Let me. This is my specialty," said Roland, who had been watching the show from the sidelines.
"Go ahead. I'll watch." After a moment's hesitation, Batman handed Briel to Roland.
Roland took her. Briel still tried to resist, but suppressed by Roland's magnetic force, she couldn't move at all, let alone hurt him.
"You have holy water here, right?" Roland asked the monks in the church.
"So you really do use holy water. I have some too, but not much." Batman nodded. He carried several bottles of holy water in his belt, poured straight from the Holy Grail. He essentially used it as a resurrection potion.
"The pool by the church entrance is the baptismal font. It's filled with holy water I consecrated myself—but I don't know whether it'll work." Brother Umberto pointed toward the entrance. He was a little worried about whether his blessing would