Acala no longer had arms, and a large portion of his chest was gone, but the white crystal was intact.
"Fool!" Orulm laughed as he recalled Fellbane to his hand and lunged for the finishing blow. "Tower or not, with or without Dawn, you're nothing compared to me!"
The Eldritch's Break ability could do so much more than destroy spells. Everything it touched would be erased from existence as if it had never been there in the first place.
Any part of any body hit by Break would become impossible to regenerate, and only a transplant with Body Sculpting could replace what had been forever lost. Plant folk, white cores, and even Guardians were no exception.
It was the reason Orulm was so infamous and feared across Mogar. He had killed enough white cores during his existence that very few dared stand their ground and face him, even those stronger than him.
Nobody wanted to risk losing their eternal life to a lucky shot, or a trick that the Breaker might have prepared to fight them.
