The time for thinking is over. Nelly stands in front of Gregory presenting the chalice with the elixir. Gregory takes the chalice and holds it with two hands and examines the chalice. The chalice is exquisitely decorated with jewels, but the rim is still thin like a razor. A beautiful peace of art. Nelly sees the hesitation and states
Drink and become one with us.
Gregory takes a deep breath in. Time seems to slow down. In an instant, Gregory rotates the chalice and thrusts it rim first into the chest of the cultist, who was carrying the cauldron, just to the left of Nelly. The thrust was done with such force that the rim slices through the cloak, the mans skin and his bones like a sword just swinging through the air.
Nelly and the other cultists start to show horror in their eyes as they begin to react to the sight before them. Nelly starts to step backwards away from Gregory. The sound of bone crunching and breaking is almost deafening.
Gregory continues to thrust forward as he rotates the chalice into the mans chest further. The cultist makes a small gurgle as his eyes bugout. Gregory releases his grip from the chalice as the man begins to fall backward, dead.
Time seemingly returns to normal, a mere two second has passed. Nelly has made a full step back from Gregory and continues to step away. She screams out.
GET HIM!!
Gregory takes a stance and begins to fight the cultists that charge toward him. Out numbered, Gregory knows that he won't be able to fight them all off even if Jack and Aeron were to assist, and will most likely be captured.