<div class="floatright">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/049/b/8/cleric_copy_by_yamao-d5vddiv.jpg)</div>Anton's eyes smouldered with a sudden fire as a hand quickly snapped out to slap the paladin across the cheek. "You don't need to like it," the oracle said, the fire turning into an inferno at the man's words. Through clenched teeth he cursed the knight's almost iron hide, his hand probably more hurt than Vaelor's own face, but he had been unable to stop the outburst. A small part of him wondered what was wrong with him, why he didn't let go of the fear and anger and hatred within himself, but that small piece was squashed down visciously by the rest which howled for blood. With great effort Anton reined it in, barely keeping himself from throwing himself bodily on the paladin and punching him until he was as still as most of the other dead in the land. Instead he clenched his fist tight and looked straight into the paladin's eyes.<strong>"Do not. Question me. Again,"</strong>he said softly in a dangerous tone before pushing the knight away, not enough to push him over, just enough to force him a step back, or at least rock on his heels.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath he tried to calm himself. Teeth gritted within his skull in frustration as her first two responses from each scroll were unhelpful. Finally he unfurled the third, the last for the day, and spoke the words that would unlock the power invested within it. As before, the words glowed a hot, white color that shocked the senses for a moment, and his voice became distorted and many-layered as he read from the scroll. "By the heavens and all below, come forth divine power and lend your aid to my will. By the heavens and all below, restore this shattered creature and restore them to their selves. By the heavens and all below, let my will be done!" The edge of the scroll began to taper and disappear, slowly eating into the rest of it as his spell took hold and the magical energy rushed from it and into the woman.<br/><br/>He looked at her carefully to see what changes were wrought, and motioned one of the others forward with a sword to remove her head from its mooring should she prove dangerous.