feat

The rows of people kicked up sand as they parted, and, at the far end of the
straight path they opened, a rosy-cheeked young man smiled brightly. It was
an angelic smile, the kind anyone would return without thinking twice.
However, the fetid stench billowing up before him was part of the smoke
rising from the chest of a fallen villager. Though it was unclear just what
sort of energy had struck the villager, flames were still licking the
carbonized and perfectly circular wounds on his chest and back.

D became a black shooting star flying through the air. The ray beam that
shot through the space he’d occupied an instant earlier continued past him.
With nothing to strike, it scored a direct hit to the carriage parked to one
side of the square.

“That’s not good!” someone cried out. Startled by the flying sparks and
energy discharge, the team of horses whinnied especially loudly and bolted
for the exit on the far side of the square.

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