SNAPPS! The air resonated with a sharp sound as Jormungand suddenly lunged at King Castian, who, in a display of unwavering courage, had risen to confront the serpent god. The god-serpent's speed surged so abruptly that the king found himself with no time to evade.
"My King!" echoed the panicked cries of the high elven elders, their coordinated attacks faltering into irregular attempts as the carefully prepared strategy unraveled before their eyes.
BANG! In a desperate bid to rescue their fallen king, Osgiliath and Kolvar unleashed a torrent of exceptionally powerful wind magic simultaneously, targeting the god-serpent's neck. The restriction of avoiding potent thunder magic while the king remained under Jormungand's power limited their options.
PYAK! Miraculously, their efforts paid off. The combined might of Osgiliath and Kolvar compelled the god-serpent to release its bite on King Castian's body, as if liberating him from the serpent's grip.
