Standing there, she yanked her hammer out of the creature, wiping off the spike with a cloth.
"There we are... another creature banished back to the darkness from whence it came." she frowned looking over it, and turned towards the townsfolk hidden away.
"This, my friends, is the face of your enemy, slain before your eyes. Together, you can accomplish great things, even if you feel yourself to be small and few. The Lord rewards those who do good for the righteous and protection of all!" she raised her hammer over her head, it's decorations and trappings of the holy origin of it's forging gleaming in the firelight.
"There is a terrible darkness descending on this land, and we shall not see it ended in our lifetimes. Therefor, my friends, kin, children... brothers and sisters in this world, the blindfold has fallen from your eyes. A fire is lit: is it a lamp perched over the inscription upon an ancient blade? Or a roaring conflagration consuming the house in which the howling fiends wait?
Things will never be the same after this. Fight back the shadows. You can hide away from it and let it consume you, or you can be like the Lord has taught us, and light the torch against the darkness. It can, and it will be defeated, so take faith in the Lord, your brother and sister next to you, and the torch in your hands!"