"Begone!" the Soul Devourer snarled.
With a lazy flick of one skeletal wrist, an obsidian soul spear congealed, dense as reality, honed to pierce creation itself. It shrieked across the void, aimed dead at Coall's skull.
The dragon whipped his serpentine body aside. Even so, the spear grazed his neck, shaving off a sheet of gun-metal scales.
A gash to the bone yawned open, and black vapor rose to gnaw at the spirit beneath.
"Coall!" Jared cried, the name tearing from his throat.
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