"Form up!" Kelvin shouted, Xerion reared, his flames was ignited in a blazing arc that lit the chasm's edge.
He channeled a fire Convergence through the dark gauntlet, enhanced by ritual runes, griffon feathers, obelisk runes, shadowdrake fangs, riftclaw pincers, riftbeast scales, psychic crystals, and riftlord spines, a searing fire lance slicing through a colossus's glowing core.
The beast dissolved in a burst of ash, its roar faded, but the visions became intensified with the Sanctum's spires crumbling into ruin, his father's burning form accused him of failure.
His heart pounded, guilt clawed at his resolve, but Xerion's warmth surged through their bond, grounding him against the psychic assault.
Lyra wove a shadow cage, with her gauntlet trembling as tendrils lashed out, pinning three colossi to the blackened stone.
Salaris struck from above, and her talons rendered a core with surgical precision, but a colossus's claw clipped her wing, drawing a sharp screech.
