[That felt... remarkably easy], I commented as Hurricroak and I sent Clanger down into the ground.
[Speak for yourself, you hairy lump.] Hurricroak complained as she stretched her leg after the fact. [I'm still sore from that fight with that out of tune jukebox!]
I was about to retort how Hurricroak only got this injured because she kept goofing off during training, but a sudden message from my apprentice caused me to shut up and focus.
Especially when said message was accompanied by an extreme feeling of anxiety and dread.
[Master Frosttusk,] I heard my shield maiden, Root, cry in my head. [The situation is worse...than we...thought.]
[How bad is it?]
[The rubble ball...is floating...because of...an array. A big one...meant to...condense aether and...Chaos. And bring all...the power...there.]
[Oh...shit.]
Most concentration arrays are built in places of uniform aether quality, allowing the accelerated cultivation of marching formulas.
