Not much later, several more similar creatures rose from the ground in quick succession — smaller than the first, yes, but still colossal compared to us mere mortals.
They were Elder-ranked Solbraiths, one rank below Unholy.
Even from this distance, I could tell these ones had wings — massive leathery wings that they flapped once soared skyward, shrieking as they climbed higher.
And that's when the screams began.
"AAAAARGHHH!!"
"MY EYES! MY EYES!!"
"I'M BURNING! I'M BURGHH—!"
Panic gave way to agony.
I whipped my head around and saw people across the plaza suddenly… combust.
Their eyes were on fire. Literally.
White-hot steam hissed from their mouths and ears.
Some screamed until their throats split open.
Others didn't even get the chance — they just collapsed, twitching, before their bodies erupted in flames.
"What the fuck! What the fuck! What the FUCK!!"
"Eeeeeik! Wha—What's happening?!"
"Oh god…! OH MY GOD!"
Cadets around them reeled back in horror.
