Under his command, the Dwarven Army collected the carcasses of the Rastrikan Demons.
Since the intimidation display is no longer needed, it is time to take the carcasses down from the trees and make a small hill out of them. Rex would need to absorb these wicked entities in order to erase the Infernal Weakening of the Abaddon.
All of the Dwarves were having cold feet while doing this.
Each one of them was thankful that their King had chosen to side with the Silverstar Pack.
It would be quite horrifying to think of being on the other side of the equation.
Rex gazes at the small hill, a pile of thousands of Rastrikan Demon carcasses, a victim of his vicious claws and scheme with a nod. He puts out his hand forward and activates the weird weakening that is suppressing his power.
Swish...
A pale red energy shot forward and encompassed the entirety of the small hill.
