"It's gone," said Magat, his eyes looking around the beach.
"It's dead," added Lyana. "The Golem is dead."
We all stood there in silence. The adrenaline was slowly wearing off and I could feel my body aching all over. Amias stood next to me, his arms crossed and his face filled with concern.
"Are you all right, Samuel?" asked the old man.
I took a few breaths, rubbing my eyes with my fingers. The image of the Golem came back to me. A burning blast of light had sent the creature flying. I remembered that I had sent my own blast of light, using the angelic power I had received. I remembered the look of pain on the Golem's face.
"I'm fine," I replied. "Just a little tired."
"You did well, my warriors," said Amias. "You did very well."
We all took a moment to rest. Lyana sat down on a r
