The Tyrant and his wife were struggling to keep the hordes of Golems at bay while keeping the Scorpicore-Upyr that was chasing them from killing them.
"Seriously?" Quylla's Bloodbind chains whipped furiously at the black leonine beast that had just tried to bite her in half. "You're a Scorpicore, a Lesser Divine Beast!
"How could you join Meln, I mean, Jorl's side when the foremother of your species ascended to Guardianhood?"
"Good question." The Upyr had two sets of wings and eyes like a Sekhmet, but the wings were all membranous like a bat's, and his eyes shone with the red light of undeath instead of fire. "Here's another. Do you know what a Sekhmet can do?"
"No." Morok dodged a cannonade of the Golems' elemental blasts, using Domination to alter their trajectory enough to send them inside the Scorpicore's open maw.
