Carl's life had come to an end, and all of the Rylon religion members had been defeated in the current church. Safa had pulled out the spear from his chest and looked at him on the ground, remembering his final words.
The situation in the room was finally cleared, as whatever the ritual was that was being done had come to an end.
"Whoa, what happened to you, Safa? How were you able to do all of that?"
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