The invaders bypassed the Vanguard healers entirely to track the cosmic power radiating from the silver threads wrapped around Julia.
Krug planted his boots between the advancing horde and the mattress. Igniting his violet fire would incinerate the entire room and erase the final soul fragment. He forced the elemental magic deep into his core and relied entirely on his physical mass.
He stepped forward and drove his armored shoulder into the lead attacker. The impact launched the pale figure across the ward, pulverizing its spine against a stone pillar. Two more cultists lunged for his legs. Krug crushed a skull beneath his heel and delivered a brutal backhand to the second creature.
Kronos stepped into the fray, bringing his broadsword down in a clean arc. He severed an elongated arm reaching for the bedposts.
"They track the bandages." Kronos ripped his blade free from a collapsing body. "Keep them away from the silk."
