The cultists turned their attention to me and fired several volleys of spells. Warping the spells with Excalibur was easier than Claidheamh an Ùrachaidh, which irked me to some degree. I made that sword specifically to transfigure spells with ease, yet Excalibur made it so easy that I barely thought what I was doing. The spells all coalesced together into a single mass of magic that instead of its base form was twisted into the same form as the magic that normally comes out of the legendary sword. With a flick of my wrist, the magic was launched at the cultists, splitting into separate beams that struck the Children. Large burning white holes were smoldering in their chests, baffled at what had just happened before they slumped to the ground.