Chapter Forty-ThreeDavin could only look on in horror as Elzor stood, arms raised above his head, inside the Nexus. The light pouring from the crystals had grown so bright that Davin had to shield his eyes.
“Yes!” The word echoed through the cavern, and Davin felt his blood curdle. No human, or even Elystran, could speak in such a spectral, terrible voice.
The Dark Player.
No.
Acting purely on instinct, Davin dropped the tritanium baseball bat and raised his hands, channeling every ounce of will he possessed into them.
Like a cork from a bottle, energy erupted from his fingers, slamming into Elzor and blowing him off his feet. The Dark Player's victory cry cut off as Elzor's body was thrown back ten feet. He hit the cave floor with a grunt, the remains of his shattered sword flying fr
