Erhardt watched as Officer Helmered fell before this unholy creature. This was the last straw.
"No more men are to die this day," his knuckles ran white, "This is His Will." He prepared himself, sliding into a ready stance. When the starfish-like creatures came, Erhardt met them with the swing his of blade and the shedding of holy energy. In a flash of radiant light, the echinoderms were no more; reduced to ash in mere moments. "You have spoken your last words monster, now you will be judged."
Erhardt readied his stance once more, but this time he called forth the Power of Hylax. Here he spoke a prayer only really uttered by priests saying,
"By His Will,
To the Glory of his Passion,
There can be no greater strength,
Found only in His embrace,
Grant me strength of Heavenly One,
Lay down your fire and destruction,
Upon your enemies,
HOFEN HAIL HYLAX!!"
In the next moment, a blue flame crawled across his blade; shrouding it. He stepped in, the force of the step caused the ground to heave, and leapt from his place. He moved so fast that he flashed like lightning. The strike was aimed precisely for Slamps' soul, punishing this creature and evaporating its form. Without a second thought, the creature was engulfed in hellish flames that caused searing pain to this so-called god. But he wasn't done.
Erhardt stepped back in, and let loose a flurry of strikes that rended whatever remained of its corporeal form. Each strike struck with such speed that the slug demon was rendered helpless to the assault, displaying Hylax's ever-present dominion over this island.
Once the being was returned from once it came, Erhardt assessed who stood and who fell.