The moment the words slipped past his lips, streams of energy from all the elements he wielded seeped out of his body. They swirled around him, growing thicker and more concentrated with each passing second until nearly all of his monstrous reserves had been drained dry.
Then, with a quiet sigh, he clenched his fingers and issued the command.
"Converge."
Watching as they mystically swirled before slowly melding into one another in an intricate, harmonious process.
***
At the side, Graegor and the rest of the elders watched tensely, fully understanding what was happening.
At first, they had expected the dark-robed figure to explode from the unstable result of trying to merge the energies of all the different elements.
But as time passed and that didn't happen, the panic welling inside them slowly eased. A few elders even considered rushing forward to plead with the young lord to stop this madness.
