"How nice of you to visit, Verhen." Nuron clapped his hands, and the roaring sea of fire converged upon the Indech from every side. "The Dead King will be delighted to learn about… whatever that new form of yours is."
The Firbolg retreated at a safe distance to avoid getting caught in the firestorm and stay away from the unknown creature.
Lith instinctively tried to counter the Fire Soul with a burst of Origin Flames. He took a deep breath, feeling the world energy enter from his nose, descend through his throat, and flood his lungs and heart.
Yet when he exhaled, only a comically small puff of fire came out of his mouth. Fire Soul encountered no resistance as it crashed against the stupefied Indech like a raging tide, drowning him in a sea of flames.
