"GAAAAHHH!" .
Volk's scream was one of both fury and agony, his mind on fire with the raw, blistering pain. But through the haze of suffering, his rage only grew.
He could feel something primal and dark welling up within him, a force that fed on his pain, that made his blood boil and his vision go red.
With a sudden burst of strength, he broke free, slamming a fist down onto the Lurker's head with all his might.
CRASH!
The Lurker hit the ground hard, but even as it skidded back, Volk's legs buckled.
He barely had time to catch his breath before the Icebound Colossus lumbered forward, its massive shadow falling over him.
A bone-chilling cold radiated from the creature, so intense that Volk's skin turned pale, frost creeping up his limbs.
With a guttural growl, the Colossus swung a massive, icy fist, hitting Volk square in the chest.
THOOM!
