The sheer mass of the Snake Lord blotted out the light as he plummeted toward the treasury floor.
Veer's head snapped up. His predatory instincts screamed at him. He didn't try to block or parry; he knew better than to argue with gravity and three tons of falling muscle. He abandoned his kill, throwing himself backward and tucking into a desperate, evasive roll.
Lord Siss hit the floor like a falling meteor.
The impact was deafening. The polished obsidian marble, thick enough to withstand a battering ram, instantly cratered under his immense weight. A violent shockwave of dust, shattered stone, and crushed gold coins blasted outward, knocking Kaya clean off her feet and sending her skidding across the slick floor.
Before the dust cloud could even settle, a massive, iridescent black coil whipped out of the smoke like a striking whip.
