Kelvin's mind raced while Cindy's runes fueled the wraiths, the rift's pulse was deafening as the ground split beneath their feet.
The visions showed the Sanctum in ruins with his friends' lifeless forms scattered everywhere. "No!" he roared, shaking off the images and his staff blazed. "The altar is the key! We will hit it now!"
Lyra nodded, her eyes were fierce despite the pain, weaving a shadow cage that trapped four wraiths and its tendrils were tightened like a vice.
Salaris darted between them, her talons slashed cores with surgical precision, her screeches cutting through the chaos. Darius steadied himself, his grin returned as he unleashed a radial soulstone blast, the gem-enhanced explosion that shattered three wraith cores in a blinding flash.
Rhoam roared, his iron plates deflected a griffon strike and his charge crushed another wraith, its core exploded in a burst of ash.
