Regnare exhaled...
The scream froze solid.
Every mouth on the creature's face crystallized at once, expressions locked in eternal agony. Regnare flicked his wrist. The ice daggers elongated, becoming twin greatblades, and he cleaved straight through the creature's torso.
It shattered.
Then the ground darkened.
A shadow fell over everything.
The skyscraper-sized abomination moved.
Each head roared in turn, lion, ant, shark; soundwaves tearing through space itself. One claw descended, slow but absolute, the pressure alone collapsing mountains kilometers away.
Regnare planted his feet.
Ice surged from beneath him, forming a colossal sigil, ancient, layered, humming with authority. His body lifted, muscles expanding, veins glowing with frozen light.
He raised both blades.
"Onyx!"
"Already done," Onyx replied calmly.
Chains of obsidian light burst from the ground, wrapping around Regnare's arms, shoulders, and spine, anchoring him.
Regnare swung.
The clash was cataclysmic.
