1844. Not A Scratch

Strands of shadows spread from around Mordant. This terrifying show of force from the royal darkness elemental dragon was something that not many would see in their lifetime. Just like when Walker was brought through the shadows by Morant, he was equally in awe for a moment when Mordant had acted just now. 

It was just a moment, but the massive tendrils of shadow that arced out trapped the partially mummified dragon. It was nothing that could hold the powerful undead for long since it was also using darkness mana, but it was enough for the attacks of others to get through and for Walker to begin assisting Midnight and Remey to move forward. 

With the dragon halted, Gil had taken the chance to fire multiple light affinity arrows towards it. The partial mummification of the dragon was surprisingly a good thing. From what Gil could see with his sharp eyes, there were plenty of openings. Openings that the wrappings and bones didn't cover.