The serpent man grimaced at her kneeing to the man's head repeatedly, cussing something out before raising the dagger to defend himself with more efficiently, keeping her legs and hands back as he pulled a bit to the side, getting himself straightened out besides the altar. "By the Purity, I restore my form!" His words were met with a shine in the dagger's pommel. The blue shard of starstone splattered with blood too. A dark blue glow casting some dark shadows rose, the man's wounds visibly healing somewhat, not entirely but enough to show he was going to put up a fight.<br/><br/>Two cultists charged towards the stage, while a silvery glow of eerie missiles struck into the first one, causing a pained scream from a horribly scarred and mutilated man to rise to the air as she fell aside, off the staircase and dead before he hit the ground from the sound of his scream. The second cultist man however rushed behind Maria, and the next instant a club was swung at her, but missing. Wooden club, but wielded by a man that looked like he was used to carrying heavy loads. It might just hurt if it hit.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">The man took a 5 feet step to escape the close range (still diagonally touching with Maria/Marric's personal space, in reach. Then defensively casting through the dagger itself a Cure Serious Wounds, healing some of his wounds. 3d8+15 maximum, and that would require a 15th level character, so the spell had no chance to restore him fully, but it still looks his wounds recovered a fair share. </div></div>