Cortist began chanting again, and held his arms forward as a brilliant flash of light shot forth from them and pierced the monster, making it decay from the injury once more.
As Cortist was bracing for its inevitable return, his attention was drawn to a heavy crash from where his brother had stood supporting his father.
Jagón Venatus had erupted into seizures, frothing at the mouth while his eyes rolled back to their whites. His body was dying.
Cortist rushed over in that moment, desperately thinking of what he could do. He didn't have prayer magic, so he couldn't heal his father.
All the power he had been born with, and he was still to only watch helplessly as his father died from a wound he had received protecting the very mage.
