Turn of Tide
The Zantur standing in front of the other Lords stared coldly at Taros as he manifested several glacier-blue icicles.
He released them without hesitation so as to weaken Taros and finish him off for good.
However, before the icicles could pass by Tac Lec, a blazing firewall shot out of the ground. The firewall was thick, and the flames were searing hot, melting the icicles near-instantly.
"What do you think you're doing?!" The Zantur bellowed, only for Tac Lec to respond with a shrug.
"Don't interfere in my fight, you bastard!" Tac Lec cursed before turning back to Taros.
Taros clutched the frozen skin on his chest tightly. He then issued a grunt before tearing out the frozen skin from his body.
Blood spilled to the ground, and shrieks of surprise echoed through the air, but Taros didn't mind any of that. He retrieved a large chunk of the purple shimmering meat from his War Rune and devoured it at once.