"Wulf! Pull yourself together! It we don't stop this thing, every soldier behind will die!"
Gilead yelled then turned forward.
The approaching Star of darkness was swiftly closing in. It would soon be upon them in all its splendor and dark glory.
The shield that was behind him dislodged itself from his back and floated into the air.
The hieroglyphs and sigils on the surface of the weapon glowed with power and might, faint streak of lightning dancing on its surface.
The shield immediately split into five parts, one floating towards the sky, and other floating towards the ground. Another to the east, and another to the west with the last one remaining dead center.
His eyes glowed for a moment,
"As the world comes to stillness, as the winds of the eternal desert grind to a halt..." He mumbled under his breath.
