Pfft! The arrow directly pierced through the palm and out the back of the hand.
-19785!
Archimonde couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.
"Aaaahhh—Night Elves, you've provoked me!"
Suddenly, surging Fel fire ignited on his body, instantly incinerating the resilient vines.
"You insignificant mortals, your futile efforts are meaningless."
He forcefully crushed the Moon Goddess's arrow, and the Eternal Mist rapidly dispersed under the burning of the Fel flames.
"Your powers are laughable! Before my wrath, even your pitiful deities can't save you!"
He stomped on the ground, the violent impact and the magic power released with that stomp directly broke the Gravity Barrier.
"Because you face me—Defiler Archimonde, the dark demon lord destined to destroy your world."
Fel Firestorm!
With a casual wave, Archimonde sent Fel flames wildly spreading across the ground.
Everyone had to retreat to dodge.
The Fel flames, however, chased like living things in a mad pursuit.
