Stepping out from the greyish mystical gate were stone soldiers, each around 6ft to 6ft5 in height. They had thick and block bodies that were made of a material similar to basalt and granite.
On top of their thick and blocky bodies was another layer of thick medieval stone armour that had visibly been affected by age.
Their glowing red eyes gleamed with utter bloodlust; mana swirled and shrouded their stone bodies.
The spears that had skewered the mages were now coursing with mana, which, in turn, generated a violent vibration that sent waves throughout the insides of the mages.
The mages, with their already pale and half-dead faces, felt waves washing over their internal organs. They felt their organs invert, contorting inside out before...
Inevitably rupturing.
Blood exploded out from their pores, unsealed wounds, and every single orifice they had.
They were dead; instantly.
