Zion: Light of the New Moon Part 2, Ch 1.1 Doen (Non-Canon)
Though our caravan had been decimated by the cultists it was strange to think that the only remorse we survivors seemed to feel was for the loss of life, and not for the loss of company.
The Wolf in the Street 8
Just a few days ago, ellion informed him of another group of active cultists, which recently just rose to power through acquiring an ancient ability - the power to burn. all the members of the cult shared the powers among themselves.
Chapter 8: Diverging Paths
Stolen jackal technology is disturbing enough, but in the hands of cultists... it could be disastrous. i'll need to leave for home tomorrow." "i'm sorry. i should have brought it up earlier.
683 Chase Sequence
It seems the gate is more than merely dramatic, there must have been a niche under it to either side where one or more cultists could stand guard on anything entering or anyone trying to escape.
Anduin Wrynn's Adventures: Ch. 8 - A Friendly Escort
He decided to omit the fact that cultists had attacked them. varian nodded his acceptance. "good." he looked at sheila. "you have my thanks for watching over him.
Cybera - an erotic cyberpunk thriller - Chapter 13
Several of the cultists had began to cautiously step closer, curiosity getting the better of them. "the tank is a woman?" "the tank" replied cybe with a chuckle, "is a goddamn queen."
Tox's Leave
After the report tox sent from lakeside of the cultists, taloon thought it would be best to investigate the caravan and its people. most of them were normal folks, besides the cultists and bodyguards. however the circumstances around it was bizarre.
Aldruin, Chapter I: Infected
If its just cultists you stop them, by any means necessary.
A Tentacular Situation
His hands grabbed the other man's hips and lifted him with a tightened grip, his palms almost trembling as each inch slid into the cultist's tight entrance. “ahh... ahhh..."
Azzy's Hard Life
Azzy had always been under the impression that most cultists were ugly rejects of society, but the feline's regal, confident face disproved that quite quickly.
Dust and Echoes
He fired twice from the hip, small explosions of light blooming across the human cultists’ chest.
On the Nature of Dragons: Ferocity
He needed to keep the cultist guessing, start probing his defenses again. he raised his blade and lunged forward with a wild stab.