The runes struck Voryn's hair with a dull thud, causing Voryn to retreat three steps that spanned a thousand feet. A clump of the hair on its head had fallen off.
"Dark Deity!" Garth and the others screamed in terror.
They couldn't bear the thought of Voryn being defeated. If it failed, it would be the end for them.
Voryn did not respond to them and instead said fiercely, "Brat, I admit you are a bit stronger than I expected, but only just a bit. Do you think you can handle my centuries-old abilities with that? You're far too naive!"
As it spoke, it lifted all four limbs simultaneously and then landed heavily.
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