Janice glared at the Mars Guild's elder, seeing him jump using Matthews. She was just a moment away from using the curse array to sentence him to death. However, remembering that the Mars Guild contributed $1.5 billion to her annual income, she decided instead to throw him out of the curse array along with his timid companions.
But before she could act, a streak of lightning tore through the Mars Guild elder's chest and vanished into the ground, leaving behind a clean one-inch hole of unknown depth.
A fraction of a second later, his body burst like an overinflated balloon. Blood, minced flesh, and organs rained down—but before they could stain anyone, the gore magically dispersed into the surroundings, as if swallowed by nature. All that remained was a ceremonial knife with a golden hilt adorned with glamorous gems.
