Hold the Line (Part 1)

Sensing the Chaos eating at his blade, the Emerald Dragon freed it by kicking Lith straight in the chest. The impact sent him back a few meters and squeezed the air out of his body, dispelling the burst of Void Flames he had kept at the ready.

Between the wound and the unstable position, the Abomination was on his back foot, open to another attack.

"It's over. Surrender now and I will make this painless." Jormun could see with the Dragon Eyes that Lith had yet to complete a spell and that the hole in his body had yet to close.

It made him confident and so he pushed forward to not give the enemy the time for a single breath of Invigoration. There was only a tiny opening between the helm and neck guard of the Voidwalker armor yet Dragonclaw found it.

Lith's seven eyes followed the perfect trajectory of the blade, all of them refusing to blink. He tried to block it with War, but he was still in a partly crouched position and his footing was awkward.