The Shadow Lord's throne room was completely destroyed. Cracked dents appeared on the ground, and the walls crumpled as they were struck by lightning and tentacles of darkness.
The shockwave that followed each of their attacks was enough to tear what remained of the room, sweeping debris up into the air and the surroundings.
Severin was still under the throne, one of the remaining things that was still standing in the room, together with the pillar with the bloody skull and Anansi that was looking at him.
'....this is my chance to get away....' Severin thought as he crawled out. The two that were fighting had taken it outside, and he wouldn't be affected more than the backslash of howling wind that was sent down periodically.
Anansi took a step forward. "Do you think you can leave now that I'm not here? My shadow is still here, boy!"
