Her hands had flown out before she heard me, and even though she heard her name, she didn't stop until her whip bit deep into the shoulder of her opponent, traveling towards his torso.
The other men had lunged to corner her even as she turned and she had almost moved until I shouted again.
"Stop, fools! You don't have to die pointlessly!!"
They froze, looking at me, still with twisted, vicious faces.
"We are not Inquisitors of the Eternal Light church or tied to them in any way."
They turned to each other with confusion, then they focused on the guy with me, a silent question appearing in their eyes.
"B-But the flames?"
The one in my hand muttered, his voice breaking.
"The fact that I have white flames does not mean I'm an inquisitor; have you even tried thinking about other possibilities?"
He slammed his butt to the ground as I released him from my grip and turned to the others.
They also still had wary frowns.
"How then do you explain that cursed white fire?"
