Bab 263: I need Saddles

The strange man glared at Lydia with glowing red eyes, "Come on, try smiting me." He smiled, "I will let you get a hit in,"

"Lydia, calm down." Arad stood between them, "I don't sense any malic or bloodlust from him. And we're in Lyla's shop."

Lydia stared at Arad and then at Lyla, "Sacrifices must be made," She growled, and her sword burst into golden flames.

The man smiled, "Well then, let me show you something,"

He lifted his palm, igniting it with holy flames and staring at Lydia with a smile, "I can also use divine smite."

CLING! The holy flames faded from Lydia's blade as she sheathed it, "Damn you! Say that earlier," She sighed.

"A quick change," Jack stared at her.

"Evil people will never be able to use divine smite," Lydia looked at Jack, "He's a good one since he can use it."

The man laughed, "I study undead to learn how to counter them."