Igris raised his massive right hand high, and as he did, the runes on his armor blazed to life, glowing brighter until they shone like molten metal. He struck his gauntleted fist against his chest once, the sound reverberating through the square, then lowered his hand.
The chanting stopped instantly. Silence blanketed the air, broken only by the faint crackle of energy coming from the runes on his armor.
