In a tide of devastation, Darien's spell expanded across the shrine, consuming the gargoyles within seconds.
The stone wings of the monsters melted like cheese, and their claws disintegrated in the scorching rug of heat.
The enclosed hall amplified
One after another, the pillars began to crumble, and the shrine itself trembled.
-1150!x8
-475!x3
Narrowing his eyes, Darien spotted three unseemly gargoyles that had survived the full damage of his discharge by ascending higher into the shadows with their flapping wings.
They looked like disfigured bats with wings forged from hell.
With ugly gurgles, their bellies swelled before they vomited streams of fireballs toward him.
Six projectiles, two each, hissed through the destroyed atmosphere of the lair with a single warrior as their target.
Despite the shower of fireballs, Darien didn't move a foot.
