The Rider grabs the priest's collar, staring into his eyes. There is a long, drawn out scream of unearthly terror from the priest, before the Rider drops him, alive, but virtually a vegetable, to suffer forever with his own sins.
By now, every one of the cultists who could still walk have fled. Those who can't flee... get the same treatment. Mercy and help can come from Rose. From the Rider, there is only vengeance.
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