Damon felt winded by the magic arsenal spell on such a scale even in his own body it was a lot but this body seemed to be holding up even with its rank restricted to the fourth rank. It had a lot of mana so Damon was surprised to find that he still had mana. He pressed a hand to his chest as his breathing steadied, shoulders rising and falling with controlled focus.
"Well isn't that a pleasant supirse.."
Still they would recover and follow them so Lazarak smashed the tunnel entrance. Its fragments flew everywhere and the rubble blocked the ones outside. Dust rolled over them in a gritty wave as Lazarak lowered his arm from the strike.
He glanced at Damon..
"Now the hard part begins; it seems she's calling back all the stillborns in the tunnel network to her."
Damon closed his eyes and he listened to hundreds of moving entities in the walls all heading in one direction. His jaw tightened as he tilted his head, tracking the vibrations through the stone.
