"Hmm, this is a problem," Kyle muttered.
He stood within the void with Amanda and Veronica at his side, both wearing expressions of undisguised shock.
Their eyes remained fixed on the man kneeling before them. Arthur's features had gone completely blank, his head tilted upward, his mouth hanging open as three small golden orbs floated just above it.
"What... in the hell is that?" Amanda asked first, tilting her head as she stared at the bizarre sight. She had never seen anything like it. More importantly, she could not understand how, in the span of mere minutes, Arthur, a man who had once been proud and feared, had been reduced to this state.
He was certainly weakened within this domain, but he should not have surrendered this easily.
"That... is the Circle of Mercy," Kyle muttered. "Every patron possesses the authority to liberate their devotees from the burden of life."
A shiver ran down Veronica's spine.
"Wait... our patrons can kill us too?"
