The redfaced man screams and releases his club.
Cultist number two evidently decided he had seen enough and turned to flee. He hadn't made five steps before a flash of green energy nailed him from behind, knocking him to the floor.
Hanging from the wall, Jase sees the Imp the group had fought before. It smiles wickedly at him and made a gesture that made one thing abundantly clear.
You're next.It shimmered and seemed to vanish.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
― Hogfather