The impact rang through the chamber like a bell tolling doom. Corvin's Shadow Strike ability allowed him to partially phase through physical attacks, but the Minotaur's weapon was clearly enchanted with magic that could affect incorporeal targets.
The raven was sent tumbling through the air, his form flickering between solid and shadow as he fought to regain control of his flight. Dark blood dripped from his beak, and Jack could feel the creature's pain through their soul link like a knife in his own chest.
"Corvin!" Jack's shout echoed through the chamber as he watched his companion struggle to stay airborne. Rage kindled in his chest, lightning beginning to gather around his form with increasing intensity.
The Minotaur's laughter was like the sound of grinding stone, deep and rumbling and utterly without mercy. "HAHAHA! Your pet bleeds, little mage! Soon, you both shall feed the stones with your blood!"
