~WHOOOSH!~
The Archbishop didn't notice Rey's presence until it was too late.
Rey moved like a shadow, closing the distance in an instant. A blade of raw energy materialized in his hand, and with one swift motion, he plunged it into the Archbishop's chest.
The man gasped, his concentration breaking as the runes dimmed.
"You..." he stammered, blood pooling in his mouth.
"No speeches," Rey said coldly.
He twisted the blade, ending the Archbishop's life. The body crumpled to the floor, lifeless, and the energy in the room dissipated like a dying storm.
Rey straightened, glancing at the now inert runes. For a moment, he considered prolonging the fight earlier—absorbing the Archbishop's full abilities could have been useful—but the risk to the Headquarters had been too great.
He'd already copied the core destructive power the Archbishop had been charging.
That was sufficient for now.
