"Rise!"
The shout spread through the entire plain. For a moment, everyone turned stale, expecting some kind of disaster to come. After Layn's showcase of his abilities and its bloody count, no one dared to doubt his powers anymore.
"BRACE YOURSELVES!" Castor shouted, falling to his knees and hugging the ground. He even went as far as digging his arms into the ground, hoping to find something to hold on to.
But nothing happened.
"What a monster," Sitra whispered as she stared at Layn's still figure. The look in her eyes was enough for Castor to realize that something on an unimaginable scale was going on.
But nothing happened.
"Aaagh..." Layn moaned weakly as most of his freshly obtained energy poured out of his body, pumped into the skies. For how simple his spell was, its energetical efficiency was indeed something else.
