God on the Menu
Every heartbeat was a new chance to strike, and we danced at the speed of thought, our destructive dance carving a swath of destruction across the island.
I nimbly manipulated the gusts of Windorf, deflecting the old god's powerful strikes with my own barrage of attacks. Wet mud from Chana's pact morphed into impenetrable shielding, ensuring no barrage of the old god landed a hit.
King James had tapped into powers beyond comprehension and summoned a monstrosity he could not control. But in his blunder, I was gifted a worthy adversary.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a flash of swirling, dark energy- the god was amassing a devastating follow-up attack. I reacted instantly, my mind producing a dozen contingency plans. I called on Dank, and infused with his powers, I mustered up a massive shadow barrier.