The lightning dragon descended with a roar that swallowed every other sound.
For a single moment, everything turned white.
The whole church vanished beneath the impact.
Stone, wood, glass, runes, it did not matter, as everything was swallowed at once when blue-white lightning descended through the temple and the ground beneath it.
The priests behind Regulus were engulfed before they could even scream. The arrays that had protected the church flickered wildly, cracked, and shattered under the force of Tepesh's spell.
The blast rolled outward in a blinding wave.
Paladins were thrown from their feet. Inquisitors were hurled through ruined walls. Villagers hiding in nearby houses screamed as roofs tore apart and windows burst inward.
When the light finally began to fade, nothing remained of the church but a smoking crater and broken stone.
Almost nothing.
At the center of the destruction stood a black sphere.
It was perfectly still.
