Epilogue Act 4
Added 2021-10-01 22:41:06 +0000 UTCThe defiler utters words while her eyes leave a dark misty trail and her pupils melt into darkness, clearly she has the power of a lesser god, although the guardian manages to realize she cannot dodge the attack that comes out of the ground like spectral tentacles that imprison him, to see how slowly the defiler walks towards with the intention of killing him.
Belksasar arrives levitating calmly and stands in front of the evil being, who sees him and smiles macabrely, his lips move, but the rest of his face does not, it is as if his face is deformed, he disappears in front of the eyes of the murderer of gods, and immediately he hears his voice that comes from his back, a spell causes erratic movements in Belksasar, makes him sit up from an agonizing pain that attacks his very essence, with one knee on the ground he looks up at the sky while saying "not yet it is that day ”.
Meanwhile Simith runs to help the guardian, manages to free him from the tentacles, "Thank you sorcerer, but this is not over" says the guardian looking at the willow that is slowly withering "Let's complete the spell and release the forest spirits" he tells Simith while tracing symbols in the air leaving traces of magic.
Belksasar rises fueled by his hatred towards the gods, and from his hands a concentrated cone of fire is his rival seeks to make her ashes, she instantly invokes dark energy and does the same towards belksasar, but the result seems inevitable, the leader of the court it is overcome.
Just before Belksasar is enveloped in dark energy, frost begins to fall throughout the forest, while flashes of light take the form of three elves that appear around the defiler and approach little by little while invoking three spirits, the protectors of nature, wolf, raven and deer
The spirits travel through the wind and pierce the soul of the defiler, for an instant she is weakened, Belksasar seizes his opportunity, wraps his hands around the head of his adversary while he conjures and absorbs the life of the defiler until she is turned into ashes.