The towering pyramid of shattered blue glacier ice and pulverized basalt shuddered violently as an underground shockwave tore through the avenue.
Glowing crimson fissures branched outward across the debris mound, hissing furiously as clouds of superheated steam vented into the cavern air.
With a concussive detonation that hurled multi-ton slabs of frozen granite into the high ceiling, the burial mound disintegrated into flying shale.
A blistering gale of demonic ash and swirling cinder sparks swept across the street, instantly evaporating the thick rime coating the surrounding walls.
From the heart of the fiery plume strode the King, his thick crimson armor glowing with incandescent heat like fresh ore dragged from a smelting furnace.
Not a single plate of his dark red volcanic carapace fractured beneath the impact, and the smooth black visor stared out with terrifying indifference.
