The man walked straight to the broken part of the wall, where the beasts were pouring in. He didn't hesitate before raising one hand.
The earth responded like it had been waiting for him.
A massive ridge of jagged stone shot out from the ground, sweeping across the field in front of the wall. Beasts screamed as they were thrown into the air or crushed beneath slabs of rock. He stepped forward again, calm and focused, as more spikes rose under his feet, giving him higher ground.
The others watched in stunned silence.
His power wasn't just strong—it was terrifying.
It was like the ground itself was alive beneath him, bending to his will.
Another group of beasts charged at him, climbing over the corpses of the fallen.
The man raised both hands this time.
Sharp towers of stone burst from the earth like fangs, skewering ten at once.
Then he brought his arms down—and the towers shattered into jagged shards that flew outward, ripping through another wave like glass through paper.
