The Spell Tower.

The movement speed of the brutes slowed down to a crawl but it is of no actual consequence. It is not as if their speed was useful before. They were sitting ducks to Soverick before and they are still sitting ducks now. They have just become slower sitting ducks.

The same cannot be said about the dainty spell tower. The abrupt increase in gravity tore her from her lofty height in the sky. Her mind is very powerful but it could do nothing against the hostility of the world and the increase of her own gravitational field. She smashed to the ground where Soverick was already waiting for her. His eyes twinkled in anticipation of the slaughter that is to come.