The battlefield was a swirling vortex of chaos. The oppressive dark energy radiating from the towering form of Death Lord felt like a weight on Ashen's very soul. Every time he locked eyes with the massive Dark Orc King, it felt like staring into an abyss of pure malevolence. Ashen and Pyro had been pushing their limits, relentlessly attacking while simultaneously dodging the onslaught of lethal strikes from the Death Lord. Despite their best efforts, the enemy's health was only slowly ticking down.
Ashen darted to the side as a massive fist slammed into the ground where he had been standing moments before, sending cracks spider-webbing across the earth. The force of the impact sent dust and debris flying in all directions. Even as Ashen rolled to his feet, he immediately began casting another spell. His Elemental Staff glowed with an intense, radiant light, and with a swift motion, he unleashed a surge of magical energy.
-95,873 (Elemental Damage)
