On the Anriel Continent, countless poems once praised the rushing rivers and the gentle streams, and there was also heroic music depicting the relentless disasters of water and fire. However, Lynch felt there should be a poem to commemorate the greatness of the "Residual Star Swamp Flood."
Seeing the flood charging like a thousand white stallions, Fyyian immediately sensed danger. His first command was to have his liches erect an ice wall in the path of the approaching flood to divert the water, possibly imbued with sacred power, away from the undead army.
The liches immediately executed the order, constructing an inverted "V" shaped ice wall in an attempt to split the flood in two.
"Will it be this easy?" Lynch said with a smile. Although the temporary field boat he crafted was spinning uncontrollably on the water, making it impossible to aim spells, activating a prepared magic array was merely a matter of reciting a few spells.
