Daniel wasted no time. With a booming command, he directed the Avatar to unleash its wrath. Its colossal right arm reared back, then slammed down with earth-shattering force towards the cemetery below, where Billy stood frozen in terror.
Boooooom!!!
A deafening boom echoed through the city. The ground shuddered, sending tremors that rattled buildings and shelves. Delicate objects like glasses and urns tumbled from their perches, shattering on the floor.
Billy found himself sprawled within a crater shaped like a giant fist. Despite the devastation, he clung to an unlife granted by the False Life spell, a magic far more resilient than life itself. His bones were pulverized, turning to dust, but the potent mana coursing through his undead form kept him from succumbing. However, even fueled by magic, movement was impossible. It would take time – precious time Daniel and his soldiers wouldn't hesitate to exploit.
