Clyde raised his hand, lightning forming in a sharp pulse at his palm. It was white and blue in color. No trace of black corruption in it now. He wasn't calling on the power of the Ancient One this time. This was his own magic power.
BLAAARR!!
A streak of searing light burst from his palm, arcing across the twisted landscape like a lance. The beam struck the cracked ground with a deafening blast and rupturing the surface in a blinding flash of light and force.
But the monster wasn't there.
The place where it should've been was empty. There was only smoking and fractured stone left in its place. The abomination had moved so fast.
Clyde blinked, eyes narrowing slightly, a faint grin curling at the edge of his lips. "Huh..."
He was surprised and even amused.
His lightning rarely missed. But that thing had dodged it. Moved with speed that not fitting its grotesque and oversized form. It wasn't just a mindless monster. It was fast and have a mind to react in time.
