Once Juliana got to the front of the line, she quickly unfurled the parchment, then yelled in the foreign language of her inner sanctuary.
In response, the air, which was already thick with the chaotic noise of explosions, suddenly vibrated as the buzzing of a hundred wings began to drown out the sounds of combat. In the next instant, dozens of ink-drawn insects surged out of the painting. As they swarmed into the open air, their forms expanded and solidified, growing until they reached their true, monstrous sizes.
They flew in a singular, devastating formation toward the obsidian horde. When the two swarms collided, the entire atmosphere seemed to ignite because just as the obsidian creatures had the ability to explode on contact, these flying insects also detonated, erupting into violent, chaotic clouds of red flame that consumed everything in their path.
