The subterranean foundation vault shook under the immense gravitational field radiating from Warden Rexar's bone armor.
Forty feet below the shattered rotunda, broken support pillars and twisted rebar formed a jagged arena flooded with ankle-deep water.
The air was dense with sulfur and ozone, humming with dark violet frequencies that made the masonry tremble.
The regional boss stood at the center of the subterranean vault, his twelve-foot frame glowing with the stolen mana of four campus wings.
"MORTAL VERMIN WHO CRAWL IN THE DARK!" the titan bellowed, swinging his spiked mace in wide, lazy arcs.
"YOU BELIEVED DISRUPTING MY SIPHON WOULD SAVE YOUR PATHETIC CITADEL!"
"YOUR ATTEMPTS TO CUT MY FEEDS ONLY LOCKED THE TERRITORIAL ROOTS DEEPER INTO MY ESSENCE!"
"Look at the gravitational distortion around his feet," the dark-haired striker warned, landing beside Nox on an iron girder.
