Darian pushed aside any lingering doubts. He'd already pulled off a few wins in impossible situations. No matter what came his way — he had to use it as a stepping stone to get stronger.
He focused on the woman, whose body was now cloaked in something that looked like black flame...
"Interesting. That really is a Risen Chief transformation," Darian muttered. As soon as the Elders heard that, their faces went pale.
"But... it was forced, and it's incredibly unstable. Perfect..." he added, a grin creeping across his lips.
This time, thanks to his evolved rings, he could sense something he hadn't noticed back when he'd seen other Risen Chiefs in the abyssal nest.
"Lucy, Lucius, give it everything you've got. These Risen don't have any intelligence, and their powers are a mess. They're stronger than the Mannaz from earlier, but they should be easier to kill," Darian said calmly. "Just watch out for their corruption. Keep your healing ready to cleanse that stuff off everyone."
