The cavern trembled under the weight of the battle. Dust poured from the high ceiling in long grey sheets, and the ancient buildings below cracked further with every shockwave. Loose stones and broken tiles rained down into the darkness beneath the floating platforms. The gemstone light flickered wildly as wave after wave of elemental force ripped through the open space.
The scarred Ninth-stage Gnome dropped from his ledge without another word. Darkness exploded around him as he fell, and a Ninth stage puppet appeared beside him as he approached. The second Ninth-stage followed a fraction later, his own controlled puppet moving in perfect rhythm with his descent. Their combined auras slammed downward like a physical weight, making the air itself feel heavier and colder.
