1738 Tyrannical Power (Part 2)

A single flap of her wings altered the density of the world energy in the mine, focusing it around Friya. Before Lith could counter it, the bright blue energy of her core burst out and her body started to be torn apart inside out.

'Fuck me sideways! Nalrond, you protect her with your life, and don't worry about the crystals. I'll take care of them for you.' Lith said via the mind link as Friya's screams of agony echoed through the cave.

"Now it's three against two." Ekidna whispered, yet everyone could hear her clearly.

  She focused on the gems that covered Lith's hands, feeling them fighting on par with her wings despite their incomplete state. The left glove missed several crystals, unbalancing the artifact's power.

"Why do you keep saying two if there's only you here, Ekidna?" Morok asked to buy as much time as he could.