Kael rolled across broken stone. His heart pounded so hard in his chest he could feel it in his throat. Abyssal Fang Dagger stayed clutched tight in his grip.
The mist swirled everywhere, it stung his eyes, making them water. Each breath tasted like copper and ozone.
The sentinel's runes pulsed in steady rhythm. Its bone-metal frame loomed through the fog like a nightmare forged from the canyon's very heart. The core rune glowed gold in the center of its chest.
The canyon groaned around them. Deep sounds like the earth itself was in pain, making rocks tumble from the walls. Small ones at first, then gradually they got bigger. The mist glowed brighter, primal energy surged in waves, pressing against his chest like a giant fist.
He darted right instinctively without thinking. Eclipse Step wrapped him in shadows. The sentinel's blade grazed the air where he'd just stood. Metal sparked against stone with a sound that set his teeth on edge.
