The Necrobeast Alpha was not dying quietly.
Even with half its ribcage shattered and with Xerion's flames gnawing through its insides, the abomination rose again.
Its body convulsed. His bone scraped some other of bone, necrotic sinews pulled out, and its fused skull-faces split in a grotesque grin.
The sound was not merely a noise, it was a corruption incarnate. A wave of black resonance swept across the place with rattling roots from the soil and snapping branches above.
Kelvin felt it slam into his chest like a warhammer, crushing the air from his lungs. His bond with Xerion flickered and the connection warping as if it is something was prying at its edges.
He staggered, nearly falling to his knees. "Hold on!" Darius screamed, his gem blazed as he thrust sealing wards into the ground. The runes pulsed, trying to blunt the wave. But the sheer force of the roar cracked them like glass.
