More creatures poured through, and Ossian met them with a battle rage that had lasted five hundred thousand years. His claws carved through reality, leaving trails of violet fire. As he spoke the words of command in the ancient tongue, the chamber itself responded - the bone walls shifted to crush the enemies, the shadows twisted hard to bind them, and the very darkness became his weapon.
"Reality Anchor!" he bellowed, and suddenly the tears in space began to seal themselves. I also noticed the Nexus Stone glowing more brightly, as if responding to his command.
The remaining creatures were cut off from their source, trapped in our dimension.
"..."
It was a... one-sided massacre.
Ossian moved like death given form, each blow precise and devastating. He caught one Wraith in mid-leap and slammed it into the wall with enough force to shatter the mountains. He simply pointed at another, and it crashed into nothingness with a sound like breaking glass.
