The battle was chaos. Kelvin channeled a fire Convergence through Xerion, the End-Tyrant's flames swept through the valley, searing the wyrm's scales in a burst of light.
Lyra wove shadow runes with her gauntlet flickering as tendrils lashed out to bind the wyrm's limbs, slowing its charge.
Salaris struck from the shadows with her talons rending its flesh. Darius fired soulstone blasts, each explosion cracked its hide, while Rhoam charged, his iron bulk slammed into its side with a resounding crash.
But the wyrm was relentless, its dark energy amplified its strength, its movements were guided by the tamer's runes. The tamer wove dark bindings, shadowy tendrils that countered Lyra's runes, pinning Salaris briefly and forcing Lyra to her knees.
She cried out, with blood coming out from her wounds, her gauntlet flickered as she struggled to fight back.
