Electus - Chapter 508

Stripped out of vision thanks to that harsh sudden illumination but yet having a glimpse of his surroundings caught earlier, at a decent rate.

Justak first tried to stand up straight for the sake of avoiding killing his own group, and then aimed his arm a few degrees to his left.

And so, he blew a decent size of lava that stretched 4 feet wide soon as it emerged near his palm.

The hot substance broke the already hazardous atmosphere and sprinkled the feeling of disaster in it.

Piercing through the air in a quarter of a second, the lava stretched about 15 feet long now before it officially met with its target.

The idea was to seal the beast back in place and Justak didn’t fail to do so, or at least didn’t fail to follow that order.

The lava landed right where the beast’s tail used to be before the golden blood spread over it, forced the back end of the beast to fall on the ground even.

The carving left behind was strong enough to remain firm in place, and carried its original circled position regardless of the earthquakes that shook their souls earlier.

Considering that said lava was blown from a grand master, it didn’t fail to spread wide in all directions.

But obviously it didn’t follow the line that this beast had imprinted on the… from the looks of it, volcanic wall.

Blowing lava on a target doesn’t really work like that, especially now when the grand master’s vision was captivated by the eye torturing light blue illumination.

If he had a field of vision, the lava would swim its way towards the line and provide a proper sealing just by the wave of a hand.

In this situation however, the intent was just to seal whatever they could. So it didn’t really matter how the lava blew against the target.

The molten substance struck the wall at speeds that made the man generated heat splash in all directions, almost torching his group as its radius spread 30 feet in just a few seconds.

Huna felt and heard what one of the grand masters was doing, so she opened her eyes just for a second, to figure out where the shortest person was.

And afterwards grabbed the boy by the shoulder and dragged him away, screaming. “We’re losing, go up there and alarm the town!”

Never willing to flee from a battle, Eric tried to stand his ground and crawl back in battle, but strength didn’t favour his odds considering that a woman twice his size was dragging him through the cavern.

Yet he still could holler by word, “No, I want to stay and fight! I’m the Electus, that beast can’t kill me!”

Without asking another question, Huna dashed a few more steps forward and threw Eric as far as she could, repeating. “Go warn everyone.”

Turning around to face the battle once more, she noticed a grand and at this point, tide turning fact. Her vision was returning back to normal, although the enemy’s illumination grew more radiant.

Reason behind it, the half minute through enduring this eye scolding light, aided towards adapting against it.

She could see at least half of her surroundings now and noticed grand master Rashlam laying on the ground, about 30 feet away from the enemy.

And grand master Justak just getting at it, willing with his entire being to fight the monster, still blowing lava from his palms.

At this moment, gazing at the 50 feet of lava spread either on the walls or against the ground, made her remember one thing.

This beast, well, lava doesn’t harm it.

If it did, the beast’s holler would be thanks to the impact of lava, not because of that urge of trying to break free.

That fact considered, the lady was rushed through these haunting thoughts. “The monster knows that it’s trapped now, we’re doomed.”

Observant that Justak might not have been so agile towards understanding the situation, lady Huna dashed forward with her prime intent striking against the monster.

She passed by Rashlam and after a few steps took a big leap, leaning her upper body, forcing it forwards with one goal.

As her palms met the ground first, the base foundation of such action went into motion.

Lava started forcing towards a shift of attitude and gratitude, and not in a way that would fling one wave of heat to the left or any other particular direction.

But instead, in a way that would make this ċumulative desperate attack against the beast, progress a step further.

Lava started transforming into stone, volcanic rock to be more exact and it was all because of this fine 10 foot tall lady, slapping the ground with her palms.

In the first split second, the lava hardened under just a radius of 1 meter.

A breath after, it rushed at triple the speed, captivating a quarter of the massive lava blasted up until this point.

Understanding what will happen if Justak continued, she hollered from the top of her lungs while nudging on the man’s fur breeches. “Stop attacking!”

Spooked a bit since he can’t see much at the moment, but yet adaptive enough, once recognizing that familiar tone, he immediately stopped.

Thanks to doing so, he was able to catch just a glimpse of the satisfaction arousing transformation of lava.

One thing particularly interesting was the spike of stone that reached almost to his ċhėst, with its foundation being the cavern’s wall.

The spike represented the lava he continued to blast regardless of how Huna shifted it into rock at those same seconds.

If he hadn’t stopped blasting, the stone would eventually force lava to splash in all directions and burn him, badly.

Gazing at the monster, Huna shook her head to hopefully regain more vision and cited. “I think that did it.”

“It did.” Justak answered, liking the prime fact.

The beast has been once more sealed shut although not how it was before this attack reaped losses and benefits.

Now, Justak pitched. “Since golden blood managed to damage this crazy thing, we have to ask the King for more.”