Fyertash’s laughter was the only response. Preceded by another angry roar and spread, aggressive posture, Myrkan lunged at Fyertash, burying his claws deep to grab hold, and lifted him before smashing him onto the floor again.
The battered floor was starting to give way, and at the sight of cracks spreading from the point of impact, Kamira almost lost her rhythm. To her relief, the floor didn’t collapse, but the fissures reached all the way to her circle. The energy around her shifted. The barrier still stood, but with the cracks having broken the circle, her magic couldn’t anchor in its lines.
Myrkan pressed Fyertash’s chest to the floor with a foot on his back, and seized hold of Fyertash’s wing. A moment later, the splitting of bones echoed throughout the chamber, but Fyertash only gr
