There might be guys out there qualified to go head‑to‑head with Lance in terms of Power of Flesh and Blood, but this thing definitely isn't one of them.
That flesh corruption that's such a nightmare for everyone else was a joke in Lance's eyes; he even tossed out a taunt.
"My power is above yours!"
With that, Lance easily shrugged off the force trying to twist his body, and in the two short seconds he'd stopped, those Heretics actually tried to rush past him.
Lance could only temporarily give up on the Missionary and swing his blade toward those Heretic Warriors; tonight, not a single one was getting past him into the outpost.
The Missionary was also baffled that his Spell had no effect, but he likewise wasn't about to let Lance keep slaughtering; he whipped that tail at Lance like a Meteor Hammer.
Vicious Lash!
