Chrysalis

It needed to be tested at some point, and what better time than now? I’ve increased Gravity Magic to the second rank thanks to all my stuffing about with Gravity Fields, and the bomb was always going to be on the list of things that I want to see how the Altar interacts with.

As it turns out, quite well.

As the spell is unleashed and I activate the Altar of Self, I’m rather startled to feel all of the gathered energy drain out of it.

All.

Not a single skerrick left. As it is usually wont to do, the Gravity Bomb soaks up every drop of power it can get, and when it does, it goes absolutely nuts.

HOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWL!

The air screams, and I mean SCREAMS. I didn’t put anything like my full reserve of gravity mana into this thing, and it sounds an awful lot like some of the biggest I’ve ever cast.

I, of course, do the sensible thing and sprint away like my life depends on it, which it likely does. Despite the fear of my own mortality this spell always seems to invoke in me, particularly when I’m near it, I keep a close eye trained on the ominously dark sphere as it streaks away from me into the teeth of the oncoming horde. Hordes.

The two armies had been running toward each other, ready to fuse into an even greater mass of slavering destruction, but the flight of my friends and I has changed their trajectories. Like murderous puppies chasing a toy, the lead demons in both groups have angled towards us and led the rest of their fellows to follow in behind.

So it is that when the Bomb strikes, it detonates right in the faces of the frontrunning monsters from two armies, both of whom are leading their allies into danger like twin pied-pipers.

dump some more Will energy into a super-dash, but I don’t have the juice! This far down, it’ll take probably an hour to

FWOOSH!

swirling vortex of nightmarish doom that I’ve come to

Holy moly!

dark god brought to life, the bomb grows to its full, horrifying size and begins to

behind me are immediately lost in the haze of ash and dust as the air fills with debris and demons. Monsters

could possibly know how many demon

slow revolutions, and the ash-filled atmosphere of the third stratum is allowing me to witness another new sight. I can clearly see the path the air is travelling as it spirals down into the heart of the void, a vast, sweeping descent that spins around and around,

look back

put that little extra emphasis that a genuine order gets as I

bomb, even as far from the epicentre as I am, is

go and have to make yourself so damn chonky?! You’ll have to be twice as far from every bomb from now on. No, three times as

heart can’t take this

be well in the clear. I always feel a moment of panic when Invidia is too close to these things. He’s so small, and not a particularly strong flier, it wouldn’t take much

running. Better to put all the distance we can between us and the demons for when all of this blows over. When the dust settles,

horizon behind us is looking dark indeed as even

to try it at some point, but I

to the spell, it seems to have given it more staying power to boot. We’re kilometres away