He didn't panic… Instead he scanned the immediate environment, calculating trajectories, mass, and velocity.
Running parallel to them on the right flank, ignoring the Caravan entirely as it desperately charged toward the rift, was a Corrupted Glacier Behemoth.
It was an absolute titan of a monster, resembling a massive, four-legged gorilla made entirely of solid, dark blue glacier ice. It easily weighed twenty tons.
Klaus saw his shield.
"Spirit!" Klaus roared, his voice booming with Soul Mana. "Hit the Behemoth on the right! Maximum output! Twice!"
Hovering weakly near the roof with its blue light dim and flickering, the Lightning Spirit obeyed the absolute command.
It funneled the very last dregs of its elemental core into a single, desperate attack.
The Spirit shot across the gap.
ZZZAP!
A massive blinding bolt of lightning struck the Glacier Behemoth directly in the side of its massive head.
