As Leila stood around watching the bear getting sacrificed, she was out of the corner of her eyes Kythe leaving, most likely for the purpose of getting his own sacrifice. Her gaze turned back to the one that sacrificed the bear. He seemed to be wiping his blade, no doubt cleaning all the blood that got stuck in it after he decapitated his bear. Leila herself was lucky that she could enhance her blade with light, meaning no blood or any kind of waste, grime, or filth could touch it. It was holy, and it would stay eternally sharp as long as she kept protecting it with her spell. Leila then saw him conversing with the demon woman. It seemed he had become somewhat of a pair with her. Well, she wouldn't complain, if that meant Vreskrr would stop bothering her. After all that, he left the center of the village. For what? Leila had no idea.

Leila was snapped out of her stupor by the musclebound man telling her to sacrifice her deer. She almost forgot that she had not done that yet, as she watched the others do it first.

She came towards the statue, carrying the deer in her arms. She then put it down before summoning her sword in her right hand. She then kneeled down, looking at the deer with respect. And then, With one swift movement, she decapitated the deer. The cut was clean, so there were no blood spattering around. It just flew cleanly off the deer's neck and head.

After she did so, she suddenly felt a rush of power entering her. Her mind now somehow felt... clearer, as if a veil had been taken off of it.

[i]Is this... is this the power of the ritual?[/i]

Wasting no time, she stood up again, before dragging the deer to the musclebound man's place. Noticing the head that was going to be left behind, she conjured a ball of light in her palm before sending it towards it. And when they touched, the head immediately turned into dust. It was a holy spell designed to clean up corpses in a short time, to prevent necromancy. It could also work against ordinary zombies.

"Here, my deer," she said to Tony when she arrived at his cooking house. "Feel free to cook it all. I am not a picky eater."

[@Lord of Evil]