The tower slammed into the flying ship, ramming into it so fast and suddenly that it was shattered. Wood broke and crunched as metals screeched while they twisted.
The noise alerted the whole camp. The other flying ships turned, but what they saw was a black blur speeding downward before disappearing.
But Atrox wasn't trying to hide his presence anymore. His tower lit up in red, and thick beams of fire shot out at the flying ships, but they had activated their shields now, and he could only push them back a bit.
In all this, they did not seem to see the man hanging in the air far above them, flying on a stone platform. Takoda raised his hands, spreading them wide, and the two rings he wore on his right and left fingers began to glow.
A formless energy spread between his hands and continued to float upward, enlarging like a pool of liquid as it did so. More formless energy joined it until six hovered up there in the sky.
