Thar'Zul-Vekar thrust both hands forward and their power answered without hesitation.
Blinding emerald and gold Magic light surged from their body in vast streams. It was ancient Magic woven with a lifeforce older than the oldest kingdoms in this world.
Roots of radiance speared upward and branches of force blooming as they slammed into the descending dark sky, trying to halt its fall by sheer divine will.
For a brief moment, the darkness slowed.
However, a moment later the sky reacted.
The red lightning intensified and cracked violently through the clouds as the darkness thickened and pressed back.
BOOM!
The collision sent shockwaves rippling across the sky and Thar'Zul-Vekar felt it immediately.
Something slipped through the barrier of their Magic. Not the power of force they usually felt when fighting, but corruption.
It seeped along their Magic power like poison crawling through veins.
