Having a shared mind, the mycetes had no qualms sacrificing part of their bodies to take down their enemies.
By infusing themselves with darkness magic, they turned each spore into a living weapon capable of eroding physical and magical barriers alike. Invigoration allowed them to recover the lost mana and by sacrificing their exhausted members, they even reset its effects.
The newborns had fresh bodies that could use the breathing technique to its fullest. frёewebnoѵēl.com
"Thank the gods you are here." Athung said while treating the members of the expedition that, after being hit once, had been turned into mushrooms fields and were now fighting for their lives.
The Horde first had invaded their windpipe, making it impossible for them to use their breathing techniques and stopping the circulation of darkness magic that would otherwise destroy the invaders.
"We'll buy you some time." Trevan said to Aalejah. "Explain to them what to do, but be quick. I don't know how long we can hold out."
"I'll take point and open the way." Lith said while fixing Solus's Monocle in his eye socket with a gesture that reminded her of Lark.
"How, exactly?" Trevan said. "No offense, but the spores form a wall so thick that we can't see through it. Even though I'm mostly comprised of darkness element, I don't have the mass to hold against such a powerful enemy for more than a few seconds."
"Mass is the keyword." Lith said while shapeshifting into his Voidfeather Dragon form instead of the Abomination like everyone expected.
Sure, that form gave him mood swings and had yet to reveal any extra powers, but that was what he needed. Fear and battle frenzy made his blood boil, covering his massive body with a thick layer of Origin Flames.
In theory, he could do the same in his Tiamat form, but he still lacked the control or lack thereof to let his emotion flow unbridled and keep the Origin Flames from hurting himself and Solus as well.
The Voidfeather Dragon, instead, with its unstable psyche and without the interference of the other life forces, was easily riled up. Lith jumped out of a window so as to not damage the building as he used air and Spirit Magic to turn himself into a flaming meteor.
The impact against his body squashed the spores that comprised the Hordes like insects against the windshield of a speeding car, opening a hole in the living wave that sieged the Awakened fortress.
Those stupid enough to try and infect Lith discovered the hard way that the flames that flowed in his veins instead of blood burned much hotter than those covering his scales, scorching the spores to death.
His charge gave the defenders a few seconds of respite and created an opening that the undead exploited to jump amid the enemy lines. They unleashed their best darkness-based spells, killing thousands of spores in the blink of an eye.
It would have been a great result if there weren't millions of them.
Lith never stopped moving and circled around the building while hurling a jet-stream of Origin Flames from above, setting the Hordes ablaze. The fire not only weakened the fungi faster than their breathing technique could recover their strength, but it also kept them from casting spells.
To amplify each other's magical power, the Hordes needed to assemble their violet cores closely, but doing that also meant to spread and fan the flames.
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