Boom! Boom! Boom!
The lightning-infused spears hammered against the pagoda formation. The once-impenetrable ward flickered under the assault, and with a series of sizzling cracks, it shattered completely.
In that instant, all the spears condensed by the Eightfold Spear Barrage rained down. For a moment, it looked as if Marquis Chix was caught in an inescapable storm of divine punishment.
Unfortunately, it was only an illusion.
When the electrical energy dissipated, Chix was standing in the same spot, completely unscathed. There wasn't even a single tear in his leather armor.
"You are clever," he said. "To have found the elemental powers that counter our Death-Soul race so quickly. But it is not enough."
Orion didn't speak. He reached into the void and seized one of the spears. In his perception, the spear had pierced Chix's body, yet there was not a single drop of blood on it.
