Each one channeled their power into a coordinated ritual that Seraphina had spent weeks teaching them.
Dark purple energy began manifesting in the air, invisible to those without magical sight.
Seraphina raised both hands, her demon lord power amplifying and coordinating the individual casters into one massive spell.
"NOW!" she commanded.
The corruption spell activated.
A wave of dark magical energy erupted outward from Third Line in all directions, covering a three-hundred-yard radius.
The air itself seemed to darken, taking on a sickly purple tint. The ground began steaming as magical contamination seeped into earth and stone.
Human soldiers within the spell's range felt it immediately.
Those with weak or no holy protection fell first.
A soldier named Garrick was running toward Third Line when the spell hit. He felt sudden burning in his lungs, his eyes, his skin. He looked down at his hands and watched his flesh begin to blister and blacken.
