The air tore open with a series of deep, resonant cracks as spells bloomed one after another. From them, her forces poured out, creating a stampede of armored wraiths, six-winged shades wielding spectral spears, and skeletal beasts the size of carriages whose claws left burning furrows in the stone. Legion after legion, until the throne room felt like it was buckling under the sheer volume of bodies.
"Rip it open," she commanded with a voice that was as sharp as a whip. "Everywhere. I want it bleeding from a million wounds at once."
Her minions obeyed without hesitation, rushing toward the Heart in a frenzied tide. Tendrils whipped out to meet them, tearing through lines, but the damage mounted quickly. Sword slashes, spear thrusts, and claw swipes cut into the pulsing mass, spraying its dark ichor across the silk-woven floor.
Sasha and the rest joined the assault without missing a beat.
Kaiden watched the chaos build before glancing back over his shoulder, looking at his lovers.
