A low, nearly imperceptible tremor rippled throughout the Constantine Estate.
Before most of the cultists even had time to react, the ground beneath their feet convulsed violently, surged upward with a monstrous goan.
Its texture rapidly shifted, turning murky and unstable… like corrupted quicksand.
Caught off guard, many of the weaker Magi were instantly ensnared. They thrashed and clawed in desperation, but the more they struggled, the faster they sank into the rising, undulating mound of earth.
Their miserable cries were choked as the earth claimed them one by one.
Within moments, over a dozen Mana Liquefaction Magi had vanished, dragged down by an unseen force.
Then, the earth trembled once again, pulling its prey deeper still. In mere seconds, all traces of them were gone, swallowed whole by the cold, unrelenting embrace of the land.
