The Awakened saw two colored streaks bolting from the corpses of their companions toward Lith, too fast for any of them to try anything.
"Faster, you bastards!" Jissha yelled. "Finish Vehen off before he can assimilate the Life Maelstrom!"
’Why did he also recall the natural lightning?’ There was no time to share her doubts with her allies, forcing the Roc to keep them to herself. ’That’s no spell. It will hurt him like it hurts us. He can’t have decided to kill himself. Not after killing so many of us.’
Of course, Jissha was right.
The eight Awakened reached their target before the Life Maelstrom flooded the Tiamat again, but after the natural lightning engulfed his armor.
The Titania was left behind, still healing the wounds Ragnarök had inflicted upon her. She was the only one who witnessed the result of the combined attack and gaped at it.
Each Awakened struck Lith with either an Adamant weapon or a Spirit Spell. Each hit was masterful on its own, and if not for the lack of coordination, the scene would have been a masterpiece of warfare.
Yet the Tiamat stood unmoved. His armor came out unscathed. The might of the blows crashed against the orange aura shrouding the Voidwalker armor like waves on a reef, dealing it no visible damage.
"Mana Body! Retreat!" The light was orange instead of golden, but Cailm the Orthrus recognized the feeling on his blade.
Everyone trusted his expertise since he held the same bloodline ability, and dashed back.
’How can a Tiamat have Mana Body, and why is its color wrong?’
Once again, the answer manifested itself a moment later, when Lith assimilated the Life Maelstrom and spread it evenly throughout his body.
His yellow and orange eyes burned like twin suns, switching the earth element into the air element again.
The Voidwalker armor now crackled with golden lightning identical to the one arching across Ragnarök’s blade.
"Davross?" Zakra blurted out in surprise. "How did his armor suddenly turn into Davross?"
It did not.
Lith had combined the power of the Life Maelstrom with the massive amount of earth and air elements he had conjured to allow the Adamant-Davross alloy to manifest powers that usually only pure Davross possessed.
It was but a temporary effect, but the Awakened didn’t know it. Also, they had no time to think.
They were still darting back into a makeshift battle formation when Lith unfurled his feathered wings wide. One blast of Dread Flames erupted from each wing, moving as fast as a laser and hitting its marks just as hard.
The silvery flames engulfed two of the Awakened on the frontline and burned them to a crisp before their allies’ feet touched the ground.
"There’s no victory here! Only death!" Kidha opened the Spirit Steps she kept at the ready and crossed it while throwing an apologetic look at her comrades.
Yet what she found beyond the emerald gate were seven eyes burning with hatred and the cold kiss of Ragnarök’s edge.
The blade howled in fury as it pierced through the Manticore’s gut and used her life force to cast the tier four Chaos Magic spell, Howling Void. Ragnarök didn’t even try to suppress the Decay, letting it ravage Kidha.
The Manticore withered and died in a heartbeat, blessing the angry blade with a Chaos aura.
"Kidha, you fucker!" Cailm snarled.
The Dread Flames had reduced the Awakened’s numbers to seven. There were still enough of them to attempt a Silverwing’s Annihilation.
’Master Ryleh was right. Humans...’ Void Howling devoured her Root before the Titania could finish her final thought.
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