Commander Yuehua continued to scream, Captain Zhen kept charging in and General Huoyan was being driven back by the crowned bone dragon. Lin's ice magic was proving ineffective against enemies that existed partially in the spirit realm.
Captain Zhen's rage was making him sloppy, leaving him open to the silver dragon's serpentine strikes.
Something had been building inside Grim since the moment they entered the sea realms. Every breath, every heartbeat, every second of their journey, he had been unconsciously drawing in the unique magical properties of the realm. The water here wasn't like the normal water of the human realm—it was saturated with power, concentrated magical energy.
Now, as he watched his companions being overwhelmed, Grim finally spoke.
"Enough," he whispered, and drew his sword.
