All of that pent up anger and rage exploded when the Heroes attacked Jax once more, and all their discipline and coordination completely disappeared, as they were all consumed by the sole goal of taking the Demon King down whatever means possible.
The moment Killian surged forward to attack Jax, their tightly nit battle formation dissolved into nothing but individual instinct, every man & woman left for themselves as they charged forward.
Jax felt it immediately, the delicate, hard-earned cohesion the Heroes had built snapping like overstretched wire.
Killian was the first to arrive near Jax and attack him.
Divine light erupted from the Hero in uncontrolled waves, golden radiance burning so hot it scorched the sky itself. His sword screamed as layered blessings collapsed into raw output, no longer refined and no longer tactical, just power hurled forward with murderous intent.
