Hiro was trying to keep track on where everyone was, the Cult Leader, Bianca, the girl, and the two bozos he was finding it was taking too much concentration to fight, while doing all that. He needed to prevent the two stooges from being used as corpse weapons if they were killed. But they wouldn't go down, despite all the blood all over them and the injuries they'd sustained. The fat man, Steve, blew blood from his nose, using the blood to create bullets aimed at Hiro, who managed to block them with his sword blade. The lanky man, Dave, started chanting something, summoning blood from the area forming a number of blood lances, which he unleashed at the young Knight while he was dealing with the bullets.
"Dammit! Trickier than you look!" Hiro jumped over the lances with a high leap, a magically propelled jump. He quickly weaved a spell through his sword, and unleashed it, a highly pressurized water blast that knocked the two goons off their feet. It was at this point that he heard BIanca call out to him that the girl was trying to get away, and was being pursued by the priestess.
"Your leader has abandoned you, that means your lives are forfeit. No more corpse bombs, no reason to fend you off!" Hiro raised his blade up into the air, summoning lightning mana through the blade, causing blue bolts of electricity to dance across the sword. Aiming the blade at the two goons, who were now soaking wet, they looked at each other.
"It was nice knowing you, Dave, " whimpered the fat cultist. He looked at his companion with a weakened gaze.
"Yeah, it was nice, Steve. For the glory of our Master!!" The lanky Cultist pulled a knife from his robe. Suddenly, Steve and Dave both had hardened resolve.
"For the glory of our Master!" The two cultists moved their knives to their throats as Hiro cast a large blast of lightning at the two of them. The two cultists slit their own throats as the lightning struck them. Their bodies swelled with both lightning elemental energy as they were electrocuted, and their own blood magic. The magic swelled in power, as did their bodies in size. They were triggering the corpse bomb spell on themselves?!
"Shit!" Hiro leaped back, weaving a quick protection spell around himself, and shielding himself with his crimson cloak. The cultists' bodies exploded in a huge blast of boiling blood and death, sending shrapnel and and blood projectiles flying. Thankfully, the protection spell, and Hiro's Phoenix Mantle, shielded him from damage. Taking count of his body parts, Hiro sensed the priestess and the girl running out of the camp. "I hope I'm not too late. They went this way!" Hiro had to move fast. He charged mana through his body. "Phoenix Armor take flight!" He activated his winged armor, scarlet wings sprouting from the back of his armor, allowing him take into the air, and pursue the two women.
It didn't take long for him to find them, they weren't that far, but it'd seemed the Cultist Leader had cornered the girl. Hiro swooped down and slammed the Leader to the ground with all his weight, then slamming his fist into her face.
"I always hate hitting a lady, but you're no lady!" Hiro growled.. He pummeled the cultist leader again and again in the face, trying to keep her from getting a spell off. An explosion of blood magic erupted from her, sending Hiro flying backwards from the Cultist Leader. She was bruised, bloody, but still conscious, cornered, but not broken. She was a dangerous opponent, like a cornered tiger. She rose to her feet once more, ready to defend herself. She had nothing to lose.
Hiro rose to his feet once more. The two were at a stand off. What tricks did the Leader have in her possession?