The sand around Eccar surged and twisted as if alive. It swirling in tight spirals before solidifying into massive spears. Hundreds of them, each as large as a tree trunk, floated menacingly in the air.
Their tips were razor-sharp, gleaming dangerously under the scorching sun. The sheer number and the precision with which they hovered made it clear that this was no ordinary manipulation. Eccar had crafted these with a purpose to unleash deadly attack.
With a sharp motion of his hand, Eccar sent the spears hurtling toward the colossal rock giant.
Erend, in mid-flight, glanced over in surprise. "I didn't know he could do that," he thought, his eyes widening slightly at the sight of Eccar's display of power. The sand spears shot through the air with terrifying speed, aimed directly at the giant's massive frame.
