Randle and Dennis stared in horror as the man rose from the table. The bones in his body released cracking sounds. That indicated that these was were his first movement in a while.
"Oh, please excuse my rudeness. I've made you bare such an awful sight, please allow me to rectify that." He said as his vouce became a bone chilling tone.
He raised his palm towards them and it began to glow with a green energy.
"Duck!" Dennis shouted as he talked Randle out of the way of a deadly beam of energy.
Dennis immediately let'out multiple shots at the man's upper-body, but it seemed to not even bother him.
"Hmm? Your smarter than what I was expecting you to be, oh well." He said as he started to walk toward them
slowly instilling the feeling dread into them.
"I need nourishment to be returned to my former glory and you all have brought me a feast!" He was as he charged at Randle and Dennis with a gaze that didn't hide his malicious intent.
Randle and Dennis sent out multiple shots, but Haymen didn't seem to be bother by the holes being created throughout his body.
But than.
*BOOM!*
A beam of energy was shot at the side of the room and only a few inches away from Haymen.
As he jumped back further to avoid anymore exposure.
He turned his head to the hole that was created and saw 4 figures in black military styled uniform with rosary necklace. 2 men and 2 women, one used a sword, an other used a rapier.
while the one of the men held a nothing while being in a throwing posture, indicating he was the one the beam originated from.
while the other head an book that released numerous light glowing green pages.
Haymen immediately sensed the danger and summoned his staff.
"Spherical Judgment!" He sent out balls of black wispy energy towards them, but the man with the book began to speak a prayer.
As if responding the book began to glow and a generated green force field to blocked at the spherical projectiles.
Haymen used this opportunity rushed back into the building passing by multiple unconscious guards as he used a bit of his left over necromancer abilities to absorb some of their life-force, as the markings along the building allowed him to do this to a greater degree.
Since Lazarus destroyed his former body and released nearly all his undead servants he's at his weakest. The only reason his survived was that he transferred his soul into this body and transferred another soul into his original body.
"Damn that vampire! I'm tapped out of energy as this body wasn't ready for transfer yet but, it will have to do." He cursed Lazarus name as he jumped ober the railing to reach the bottom of the factory but was immediately struck by a pole-arm of a spear, as his body was sent flying.
Crashing into multiple wooden crates.
"You necromancer's are a sin in the lords name and you shall not be allowed to lived." A rough voice declared as he began spin and twirling a golden spear around his body.
"Argh!" Haymen letout a grunt of pain as he got a good look at his attacker.
A man who appeared to be in his late 30's to early 40's. With rough fair skin and short, brown hair. He had a prominent scar cross his cheeck and brown eyes.
His body was well-balanced yet athletic build. He wore a black military style uniform with faint golden accents with intricate spiritual symbols, with black gloves and bracers with silver itchings.
He held a majestic golden spear with elaborate designs and releasing a faint golden light.
Haymen ran performing a slashing motion with his staff sending out a wave of death aura.
The man sent out a vertical slash of golden energy at the wave negating the attack.
"For fuck sake! Could you fanatics relax about your so-called 'sacred mission', as i believe i haven't done anything to cause you guy to come out of your little century."
He said with mock annoyance.
But the man began to speak. "Oh lord, guide this loss soul to salvation, shower me in your light as I resist wicked sin, and allow me the strength to move"
Haymen immediately sensed the danger and tried to attack but than glowing green pages flying towards him blocked his attack.
"Scriptures... god i hat fucking scriptures."
The man finished his prayer and spoke. "Lower the barrier Ren."
As he launched his spear with was covered in divine energy. Which released a massive wave of golden energy as it pieces Haymen heart as and vaporized his body this time kill him for good.
"Amen." The man said as he raised his arm and the spear levitate and returned to his hand.
"You do know you could have waited for the rest of us to offer support, brother Ezekiel." A man voice rang out through the fact
"Time shouldn't be wasted, I saw an opportunity to take out that vile thing and I did." He retorted back empathizing that he is someone who goes after thing immediately when an opportunity shows itself.
"Okay what about the police officers who were near?" The other man questioned as he stood them with his book still in his hand. "While your attack took out the necromancer. There was no telling on how it would have affected them if you didn't have proper control."
The man walked out of the shadows into the moonlight with revealed his appearance along with the other 2 women behind him.
He was dashing young man as, he was slightly shorter than Ezekiel, with neatly comed green hair, brown eyes, and a mean stuble.
His body was well maintained as the shape of his body was appreant but still far smaller than his team mate. Across his face was a small gentle smile
He wore the same military styled uniform as Ezekiel with the only outliers being that he had no form of arm or leg protection like the others.
The last 2 member of this team were both beautiful women, they both were the black uniform with golden accent.
The first was a young lady who appeared to be the youngest in the group as, she seemed to be around her early 20's.
She had long light brown hair, with golden streaks which fell to her waist with some sections tied in small braids, and soft fair skin. With eyes of a teal-blue color.
Her body was lean, and athletic yet still possessing a great blance with her feminine charm.
She wore the uniform, but also wore sleek silver gauntlets and boots with a sword sheathed at her side. With a rosary necklace dangling on her neck.
She stood in a proper manner with a blank expression across her face.
The other one was a more mature woman who was a bit older than her. Her skin was a soft bronze color, with brown curly hair which traveled past her shoulder and a strand of white hair. She had an athletic build with slightly prominent curves, her eyes were a piercing honey brown, with a prominent slash scar across one of them.
She wore the uniform with sleeves black gauntlets and boots with engraving slong them, and a cup hilt rapier sat on her side aswell.
She gave off a more relaxed vibe as her posture didn't give the vibe of a veteran warriors.
"Haaaa." Letting out a small sigh he raising his arms in mock surrender. "Ok, my brother Ren and sister Sofia and you as well sister Monica, I'll try to be better. "