... Welp.

THe trigger was pulled, and the full force of that specially modified elephant hunting rifle was released, just as the priest was hurled back by the magic of the sutra.

Driven into the dirt, bleeding, hacking, coughing, bones broken and utterly baffled as to what just happened, getting up wasn't going to happen so quickly.

He uh.... had to make sure he was still alive first. As for the 'foul magic', don't worry.

His little compass spell is really really gone.

Really.