The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
Peter blocked his face but slowly looked around when it did nothing. "Uh... was that supposed to do something?" He asked."I said silence. You are sprouting nonsense." She said glaring at him. "With power of the holy light, I banish you from my sight." She waved her staff and a white light was tracing right toward him. Since Peter wasn't a demon it wouldn't do anything to him.