Darkness exploded outward from beneath Noah's feet like an ocean unleashed.
It surged up the walls, swallowing all light surrounding it.
The nearest golem froze, its glowing eyes flickering wildly as if it recognized, somehow, what was coming.
It tried to retreat, its heavy steps shaking the tunnel, but it was too late.
The darkness struck like a living beast.
A titanic maw of shadow opened before Noah, looking jagged, endless, and filled with teeth.
It roared silently, sucking in air and mana. The golem raised its arms in defense, but the tendrils of blackness surged up, wrapping around its limbs.
The air hissed as the two forces met, the stone grinding against it.
Then, the darkness pulled.
The golem dug its claws into the ground, gouging deep trenches through the rock, trying to resist.
The crystal veins along its body flared, glowing bright blue in protest. But for every ounce of strength it summoned, the darkness pulled harder.
