You are done with the chant.
You mutter the magic words 'Sanctum circum'
Saints smile over you as UNBOUNDED amount of energy merges into your spell.
Surges of holy force coil around your Deteriorating Rosary forming a pulsing
bolt of divine energy. You twist your wrist and bolt hurls through the air
exploding on Sick dead pigeon.
Sick dead pigeon's skull splits wide open, revealing some mushy-green
substance.
Sick dead pigeon is DEAD, R.I.P.