The Pyre Wyrm slammed its tail against the platform and Fissures raced outward. Lava erupted in a ring around it, cutting off retreat. The lava surged, forming serpentine constructs of molten rock, dozens of them, extensions of the Wyrm's will.
"Elise! Freeze the constructs before they fully form!"
[Glacial Lance] materialized at Elise's staff tip. She released. The lance punched through the nearest lava construct. Ice erupted outward. The construct froze solid and shattered under its own weight.
But more were rising. Five. Ten. Fifteen. A tide of living lava.
Garrett and Red moved to the front.
"We'll hold the constructs! You focus on the Wyrm!"
He planted his feet at the edge of the lava ring, Red beside him, wool hardened to its densest state. A construct lunged, a serpent of molten rock. [Impact Strike] came down. The construct shattered. Red's horns caught a second construct, and Garrett's mace crushed its skull.
