Neither the soldiers nor the rebels had any idea what was happening, they only knew that it was unnatural and terrifying. The energy mass had been arranged in the form of a grey sphere that floated above Lith's head and that grew with every spell it absorbed.
At first, it had been as big as a bowling ball, but as the city guards went into a panic and kept shooting in the hope that the army dog would bite more than he could chew, it soon grew to the size of a house.
"I am the military officer in charge of the peace talks with the citizens of Zeska. My name is Lith Verhen." Even though he was already inside the city arrays and he couldn't use air magic to amplify his voice, everyone heard him clearly.
Thanks to his breathing exercises Lith had long since learned how to speak through his diaphragm, making his baritonal voice a roar that spread up and beyond the city walls.
