Michael watched as the fireball Ollie threw smashed into the center of the lizardfolk. When it exploded, there was a brief flash of light, and they were evaporated. Not just burnt to a crisp, but completely removed from existence. Michael healed his eyes to clear the damage the flash of the explosion had done and charged into the midst of the distracted monsters. The lizards and their magic wouldn’t be a problem thanks to Ollie, but most of the horned men were still alive, though disoriented.“I will cleanse this village in the name of Bruntus!” he roared as he raised his mace and divine flame enveloped it. He no longer needed to dedicate his actions explicitly to the gods, but in this case he felt it was important that he made an exception. He reached the first of the horned men before he was able to get back onto his feet and ran him through, shifting his mace into a sword as he stabbed at him.Another of them ignored the weapon at his side and attempted to ram Michael with his horns, but Michael caught the blow on his shield before shifting his sword into a mace and smashing it into the beast's thick skull. The blow wouldn’t kill it, but the holy fire that came with it would.A third pointed at Michael with his spear. “Aur-ma! Aick na fu!”“Fuck you too, buddy,” cried Ollie from the roof making a chopping motion with his staff that sent down a cutting spell that removed the horned one’s arm at the elbow.Michael ignored the one that lost its arm to catch a sword blow from another on his shield and deflect a separate spear blow with a parry of his mace. He channeled the pain of the literally disarmed monster into the spearman causing him to clutch his arm in pain. While the spearman was distracted, he turned his full attention to the one with the cleaver and slid his flaming sword between his ribs before twisting around to cut down the spearman before he could recover. When he was done with them he turned to deal with the remaining (...)