Minor necro. No biggie.
(Taps his staff casually on the ground.
...bbbBBBWWWWOOOOOOoooffffff!!!
The blast of holy light knocks the nearby paladins off their feet. The few undead roaming around are utterly devastated by the impact of the radiance. A spray of rotten mist hits nearby objects with an audible hiss. The air itself seems to shudder as the force of the divine blast passes. The ranks of paladins shake their heads and issue a few muffled complaints.)
Sorry -- sorry! (He runs his fingers down the runes engraved on the shaft, chanting hurriedly and quietly. The glow from the staff dims to a barely perceptible aura.) Didn't realize it was still on that setting -- sorry!
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