![]() ![]() "A waste of time," the lead paladin spat. "I will do what I can to ensure your family's safety." Her voice was filled with pity and sadness, not with the anger and recrimination he expected. She was stepping out of the door without hesitation. Reiter could see nothing but darkness, but he could clearly hear her. Heavy footsteps sounded from the inn's wooden balcony. In the name of the Zakarum faith that you choose to defile, surrender immediately for judgment." "Heretic! The one named Anajinn! I am Master Cennis. " Heretic!" After a moment, he tried again. The lead paladin called out in a clear, strong voice. It wouldn't be reasonable to step into this fight. He strained his ears, hoping to hear a door or a window open anywhere down the street. Reiter desperately tried to choke out some final plea- spare my family take the crusader, but spare my family-but all that escaped from his mouth were incoherent rasps. He could hear the three paladins spreading out in the street. He wheezed helplessly, only able to suck a tiny thread of air down his throat. Your eyes will remain in your head." A hand shoved Reiter to his knees. At least you have given me extra practice. "We will send you to the judgment of Zakarum without too much pain. "It is good that you came to us with your sin as quickly as you did," the lead paladin whispered in his ear. The paladin had crooked a finger at him, and pain had blazed through his head and destroyed his vision. His hands scrabbled in vain behind his back, bound by the wrists. Reiter could hear his skin beginning to sizzle from its heat. The cord of Light-or whatever it was-around his neck didn't ease a hair when the paladins forced him to stop.
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