[IRP] Between Two Worlds

[Victor]

Sergius ran to the man in the middle of the road, trying to get a hold on where his wound was. He almost felt like weeping. The wound looked much more grievous than he knew how to heal. He was trying to support the man's head when the two figures appeared.

Lycians, and rough ones at that. The two men seemed like they had just come back from the wilderness. Might have been the case, as many Lycians ran away and did such. Still, for all of their trouble, there was no recourse for those whom could end up murderers. Sergius was fuming. An innocent in cold blood. This could only be paid by blood.

"Cover your eyes," he whispered to Selia. His fists clenched and began to glow with light magic.

"God will sort this out," he spat at them. The wisp went out suddenly. The blackness was cut by a wall of pure light, bathing the alleyway in a nearly midday glow, and cutting the aggressors off from the stabbed man. The wall was weak, and would likely shatter at the first blow, but he hoped it would have stunned them enough for him to cast a more powerful spell. He quickly looked through his small booklet for a new incantation.