"Blood Charm! Sky Havoc!" Flaxseed hurled the charm. It exploded into a towering crimson beam that howled downward, tearing a ragged seam through space itself.
Quentin's eyes widened. He spun around, frantically weaving black energy into a titanic shield covered in writhing runes of the void.
The shield, carved with sinister runes, groaned under its own weight, exuding a chill that had the aura of burial soil.
Clang!
The crimson beam struck the shield.
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