Whispering an apology to Fyren and Luke, I collapsed the Shining Aegis. A suffocating pressure flowed in like water pushing through a collapsing dam, causing my chest to tighten. The shockwaves of hundreds of explosions rippled across my wards.
Fatesworn surged across the cliffs, rapidly capturing the nearby peaks. Church soldiers retreated in a complete rout, suffering massive casualties as they fled directly into hordes of infernal demons.
Korra led our small party beneath the cover of explosions at a low altitude, flying through the valleys instead of over them. It was easy to follow the source of the terrible aura. The presence grew stronger by the second, with more and more earth mana suffusing the surface of Enusia.
