Thotmudo hammered away relentlessly, each strike resonating as if pounding at the heart. Everyone present felt their heartbeat sync with the rhythmic blows of the peculiar hammer, causing ripples in the sky akin to waves in the sea, emanating from the point of impact.
The black mist, under constant assault, halted its spread. Seizing the opportunity, Isaiah unleashed another torrent of infernal flames, tearing through the rolling darkness alongside the shockwaves from the hammer strikes.
Balzarna, wearing a scowl, intensified the speed of the mist's expulsion. The dense mist, ink-like, emitted eerie twists and howls, as if countless souls were crying out in despair from within.
A portion of the mist bypassed direct confrontation, instead launching an attack from below, enveloping Kraken, who lacked ranged capabilities, in its shroud.
