The nearest rock worm let out a guttural, bone-vibrating screech as it lunged forward, tons of muscle and rage barreling straight for the ruined temple's entrance where the trio stood.
Lucian immediately stepped in front of them, one arm flaring out to the side, shielding them.
"Back!" He commanded.
Ereskia and Larpard obeyed, quickly retreating a few steps behind him.
Lucian braced himself, greatsword held low and tight in both hands. A sudden surge of black lightning crackled along the blade, snapping and hissing through the air. The electricity danced like a living thing, coiling around the weapon in arcs that burst with tiny, violent thunderclaps in the rain soaked air.
But then, before the worm could even reach them—
Schweeeing!!!
The five ancient pillars that circled the ruin pulsed all at once with a radiant, searing white light! Lines of old glyphs lit up in cascading lines across their surface
Then—PANG!
