As the radiant energy unleashed by Father Andrewson dispersed the darkness and sent the Carvinine fleeing in terror, a collective sigh of relief echoed through the air. With Priya released from the creature's clutches, John and Sister Veronica rushed to her side, their hearts pounding with a mixture of concern and gratitude.
Kneeling beside Priya, they checked her for any signs of injury, their expressions filled with relief as they found her shaken but otherwise unharmed. With gentle reassurances, they helped her to her feet, offering words of comfort and support in the aftermath of the harrowing ordeal.
Meanwhile, Father Andrewson, his form illuminated by the fading glow of his divine intervention, sank wearily to the ground, the toll of his exertions evident upon his weathered features. Though his faith had triumphed over the darkness, the strain of channeling such potent energy had taken its toll, leaving him drained and weary.