Vaelen clenched her warhammer tightly, her breath ragged as Baelzaris loomed before her, his monstrous form twisting unnaturally in the dim light. His guttural laughter rumbled through the ruined marketplace, his eerie voice forming words she could barely comprehend. His massive claws scraped against the shattered cobblestone as he advanced, eyes gleaming with malice.
Then, without warning, Baelzaris reared back and unleashed a devastating shockwave—a series of piercing sound waves that vibrated through the air, tearing apart nearby structures like brittle paper. Vaelen barely had time to react before the first wave slammed into her, sending her skidding backward, her boots carving deep grooves into the rubble. A second wave followed, but this time, she twisted her body, letting it graze past her shoulder instead of hitting her directly. The sheer force of the sound sent sharp pain rattling through her bones, but she grit her teeth and pressed forward.
She needed to end this.
