Lazarus' chest heaved up and down as he stood amid the ruins of what had once been the capital of Velmora. Debris covered the streets, broken towers leaned against one another and entire sections of the city had been reduced to rubble, yet despite destroying nearly everything within his reach, Damian was nowhere to be found.
The silence only aggravated him further. He slowly turned his head, searching through the ruins while his golden eyes continued scanning for even the slightest trace of movement.
"Coward... I should have known a coward like you would hide in the dirt just to stay alive," Lazarus hissed, his voice carrying across the ruined city.
Somewhere deep beneath the earth, Damian's eyes suddenly snapped open, blazing with purple light.
Haaaaa!
He inhaled deeply before forcing his palms against the earth above him. Bang! The ground exploded as Damian shot out from beneath the ruins, sending chunks of dirt and broken stone flying through the air.
