The Primordial Flas set the outer walls ablaze, burning matter and energy alike and opening a hole that reached the heart of the living castle.
Lith and Tista kept breathing fire until there was no air left in their lungs but the mont they stopped, the flas went out and the Eternal Fortress repaired the damages with a speed visible to the naked eye.
'How is this possible?' Lith panted, his life force strained from the prolonged use of Primordial Flas and the Life Maelstrom necessary to produce them. 'Without a geyser, this guy is no different from us. The only energy he has is what is stored inside his power core.'
'Pseudo cores. This cursed object is too old to have a power core. Also, there's no geyser here. I'm sure of that.' Solus said after both the Eyes and the Hands of nadion confird what she already knew from mana sense.
'Just like I'm sure that the living legacy is now stronger than at its arrival. Don't ask how it is possible, but it's like he hasn't cast a single spell or suffered any damage. Aside from wasting his ti, the only thing we have managed to do is piss him off.'
["This does it!"] Thaymos stood up slowly, the orange of his windows turning red from anger as he glared at Solus. ["No woman can be so heavy and only a mber of the family can hide her strength so well.
["The only possible explanation is that I was right from the beginning. You are the Destroyer and she's the living legacy who has taken you as her host!"]
He was wrong on multiple levels but after hearing his words through the mind link with Lith, Solus felt no need to correct him.
'Share with the others that this guy knows nothing about modern magic. We can use it to our advantage.' She said.
'Yeah, right. I just have to co up with a believable story about how we started to discuss what he does and doesn't know in the middle of a fight.' Lith sneered, passing the information only to Friya and Tista.
They were both flabbergasted, but not by how outdated Thaymos' knowledge of magic was.
'This doesn't make sense.' Friya said. 'This guy speaks gibberish that only Lith understands and his magic is as old as he is. It ans that since his release this lost city hasn't learned anything about the modern world.
'Then how does he know about Lith and Solus? How does he know the title that Baba Yaga uses to refer to him?'
'I'm actually more worried about the gibberish part.' Tista looked around, glad to notice that the night sky was clear. The only tremor in the ground ca from the Black Tide and the living legacy getting back to his feet.
'Whenever Lith understands a dead language is because there are souls involved. What if this triggers a tribulation?'
Lith squinted his eyes, his mind stopping for a second planning ahead and considering Tista's words instead.
'You are right. The souls calling on to would explain how I understand the lost city, how he controls the Black Tide, and the reason he's gotten stronger during our fight.' He said.
'Explain how?' Solus asked. 'The Eyes don't perceive any form of energy connecting them and I doubt there's any slave spell capable of controlling so many creatures at the sa ti. Even the Golden Griffon had limits and it was-'
A roar of inhuman laughter cut her short and forced them to save finding an explanation for later. Thaymos was back on his feet and with each movent of his massive limbs, a raging torrent of pure mana was coalescing in front of him in a huge erald sphere.
A huge erald sphere aid at Lith.
'Spirit Magic! That bastard can use Spirit Magic as well.' The shock from the vision made everyone shudder.
It ant that the lost city already had a living host and there weren't many ways the living legacy could fuel a spell of that magnitude without a geyser.
Either he was sohow capable of tapping into the mana cores of the monsters at his feet or the Eternal Fortress' pseudo cores exceeded the strength of a white-cored Awakened by a large margin.
Thaymos' spell, Cruel Star, shot forward with such violence that it cast an erald ring over its launching point.
The fire elent shrouded the erald beam with flas thousands of degrees hot, the light elent gave the external layer substance, and the darkness elent saturated both, but with completely different purposes.
The darkness combined with the flas to increase their destructive power, which was pretty normal. Its combination with the light elent, instead, was unheard of. The two elents of the external layer weren't ant to be used as a blunt weapon, but a containnt field.
The earth, air, and water elents were sealed inside, forming a very unstable and highly destructive Gravity Spell.
Earth and air manipulated the electromagnetic forces that generated the abnormal gravity while water cooled them just enough to not make them explode. The light and the darkness elents of the external layer respectively sealed the chaotic gravitational waves and suppressed their strength.
Without the containnt field, the Gravity Spell generated by just three elents would have detonated right in Thaymos' face.
Friya was the only one to understand the aning of the unusual setup fast enough to do sothing about it. She could feel through her Full Guard and Dinsional Ruler spells that her allies were preparing shields and Blinks, mistaking Cruel Star's purpose.
'Blink, now!' Her voice echoed inside their heads, the order quickly followed by a ntal image of the incoming spell's inner workings. 'Then Bastion!'
Raagu, Ilthin, and Solus went pale. Even in the split second they had to glance at the picture, they understood how deadly Cruel Star was. Inxialot understood it as well, but after double-checking the position of his phylactery, he took notes instead.
Lith, Tista, and Bodya lacked the necessary knowledge the grasp the full scope of Thaymos' Spirit Spell but they trusted Friya enough to follow her directions without asking any of the many questions they had.
Blinking would bring them to safety, but only so of them, and only for a while. Cruel Star was infused with willpower and it would chase either Lith or Solus. On top of that, Blinking would sever the strand of Spirit Magic that ford the mind link.
Without it, coordinating their moves would be impossible, let alone conjuring a difficult spell like Silverwing's Bastion.
The answer to everything was the Dinsional Ruler spell.
Friya hijacked her companions' spells and rewrote the coordinates for the exit points so that they moved together to the dinsional coordinates she set. Also, she had the entry point detonate the mont Cruel Star neared, hoping that the dinsional distortion would compromise the spell's integrity field.
["Smart!"] Thaymos laughed, taking ntal notes about Friya's spell. ["Too bad it's not enough."]
He only had to send more mana to reinforce the outer layer and keep it from collapsing. Cruel Star stuttered for a second and then resud its chase at supersonic speed.
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