"Damn it, he got away!" the Holy Light Cleric Commander said angrily. Then he looked at the fallen priests, and his expression darkened.
"Help all the priests up, quickly! We've suffered heavy losses. Send Priest Phil our location and request assistance!"
"Yes, Commander!"
A few minutes later, a streak of light flashed across the sky. Phil folded away the wings of light on her back and surveyed the gravely injured priests. "What happened here?" she asked solemnly.
"Judgment Chief Phil, the enemy's abilities were rather strange. These fellow priests suffered backlash from forcing themselves to use high-level holy techniques." The Holy Light Cleric Commander hurriedly explained the battle.
"All right. I'll check on the priests. Thank you all for your efforts," Phil said gently.
"Judgment Chief, the enemy still escaped. Our preliminary assessment is that he used space-type ninjutsu," the Holy Light Cleric Commander said shamefacedly.
"Spatial abilities... what a nuisance. This wasn't your fault. Ultimately, we knew too little about the enemy." Phil patted the commander's shoulder.
With that, Phil approached the priests. "Greater Healing Technique!" As sacred light washed over them, the priests weakly opened their eyes one after another.
"Jiaojiang, escort the priests back to recuperate. Their injuries are serious, and they'll need some time to recover. I'll go find Hanzō and the others myself."
"Judgment Chief Phil, is that wise? We should at least send a squad of knights to protect you!" Jiaojiang, the Holy Light Cleric Commander, said worriedly.
"There's no need. I am a Silver Moon Priest, after all. No one in this village has the strength to stand against me," Phil said confidently.
"Yes, Judgment Chief Phil!" Jiaojiang gave a Holy Light Salute, then ordered his squad members to help the still-feeble priests toward the Judgment Hall.
Phil watched the Holy Light Clerics