"Very well," Azaroth said calmly. "Here I come."
There was no need for formation; all Azaroth did was gather his will and form what he wanted with his mind as simply as that.
He raised his hand, and power gathered around it. His right hand glowed red like lava. He held the power there and added more until the air started to blow hotly against his skin.
Crypt Master tightened his hold on his shield as he watched the power that Azaroth had gathered.
Azaroth smiled then as his lips shaped what he wanted to say. "Fire." The energy he had gathered released with a blast of red-black kinetic force. A blinding beam of red light, concentrated and pulsing, rapidly crossed the distance in a flash, carrying a piercing humming sound as it slammed into Crypt Master's shield.
