Adrius could hardly believe it. Theron, the mighty harbinger of the Great Calamity, was at his weakest right now. The idea seemed almost surreal. He remembered how overwhelming Theron's power had been, how invincible he had once seemed that he look like a force of nature no one could defy. And now, he was faltering under their combined onslaught.
But he knew it wasn't just their power that had pushed Theron to the edge. It was Erend. Somehow, Erend wasn't merely holding his own. He had driven Theron into this state of madness and desperation.
The ancient dark Mage had never been this agitated, even when Adrius and Lysander had faced him together using their all. Erend had sparked something primal in him. It look like fear, anger, or maybe even doubt about himself and that had made all the difference.
