348 Divine Savior

"You're not the only one who has muscles," Zolgon said. His life essence flared as he swung the giant into Doevm, knocking them both to the ground with a painful slap.

"Sorry!" Frey said again.

The king's hellfire descended upon them. They both winced but Frey's aura burned hotter. The spell faded and they were untouched. The giant chuckled. "This is so cool."

Zolgon sighed. His outstretched hand dropped to his greatsword's handle. "Guess I'll have to do this the old fashioned way."

"Two minutes left." More than half of the complex enchantment had crumbled away. Alternating designs changed in infrequent intervals and blackened.

Doevm frowned and opened his mouth: "Kneel."

Zolgon's knees buckled but he halted an inch from the ground. He sent a glare towards Doevm as lightning illuminated his inhumane features. "A King does not kneel."

"Let's try this again." Doevm said through gritted teeth. He charged in with Frey close behind.