The black fire surged outward from Elara's palms, turning the iron quarantine chains into white hot rivers of glowing sludge. The intense heat cooked the air inside the cavern in a fraction of a second, forcing all moisture to evaporate from the stone floorboards. Beneath the heavy leather boots of the Vane vanguard, the solid bedrock groaned and split, splintering into jagged webs of heat cracked stone. The concussive pressure of the blast slammed into the front ranks, forcing the silver shield wall to buckle and warp under the sudden energy.
Soldiers stumbled backward, their boots scraping against the uneven stone as they fought to maintain their footing. Their heavy plate armor clattered loudly in the confined space, the metallic rings vibrating with the force of the explosion.
