White-gold light surged through the IIthorien runes as he poured his will into the hilt...then, in one devastating motion, he released the full force of his attack.
A dome of golden aura erupted from the sword's planted tip, surging through the nest's tunnels like a living inferno!
Every ant soldier caught within its radius was consumed in the roaring blaze, purging the nest's heart to perfection.
But the golden wave didn't stop there...it continued its path, racing down every tunnel until...
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Pillars of golden light burst forth kilometers around Arthur and the others, leaving them staring in stunned silence.
When the echoes faded, Instructor Seraphis was still kneeling at the center of a smoking crater, his sword rooted in the ground, its glow fading to ember...
All around him, the nest was silent and coated in ash.
He had descended from the abyss, and his pride had reduced all beneath it to ruin, leaving only a sea of crystallized seeds behind.
