The statues swam forward with impossible speed for its size, crushing formations and ripping through ranks like living fortresses.
Kaelen didn't flinch. His expression stayed calm, almost disappointed. "As expected of Thalasar. But this doesn't change anything."
He pointed his spear toward the city.
A golden light flared behind him as his army raised their hands. Spells activated in unison—hundreds of Devotees weaving magic through the currents.
The sea glowed gold.
"Break their defenses!" Kaelen ordered.
Dozens of beam-like strikes shot out at once, hammering the Leviathan statues. Each impact exploded like thunder underwater. The statues staggered, cracks spreading across their massive forms.
"Keep them up!" he shouted again.
The Devotees followed, relentless.
Nox clenched his fist and turned to Lyra and Coralia. "Drop the barrier for three seconds."
"What?" Lyra's eyes widened. "They'll fire through—"
"Just three seconds," Nox said firmly.
