Kevin dodges the blow, circling the man, toying with him. The burns are serious enough that his muscles are protesting, and while he still has a grip on his sword, he won't be able to withstand more than a few direct hits, if any. If he gets in another strike, it's going to have to be the last one.

Or, perhaps a priestess of my acquaintance can seal those pesky powers for you. Yes! I think that's just the thing. My comrades among the Enforcers have far better things to do than deal repeatedly with idiots who think the world ought to bow to them, you know?

One of Sergei's highest-ranking underlings has arrived. He is directing his own Enforcers to circle the square.