The sky cracked open with the force of their descent as Erend and Eccar dove toward the stone giants.
The ring of golems surrounding the temple stirred at the same time when they noticed a threat incoming.
Their massive ten-meter bodies turning with grinding stone joints. Their green eyes ignited like emerald beacons, flaring with awareness.
Forty-five of them still stand now. Towering figures of ancient defense Magic, arms thick as tree trunks and armored in layered granite. But neither Erend nor Eccar hesitated.
Erend landed first, the ground beneath him bursting into molten cracks.
Flames erupted from his feet and coiled around his arms.
The nearest golem turned, raising a boulder-sized fist to attack him but Erend was already in motion.
He dashed forward in a streak of flame and leapt. While in midair his hands came together, conjuring a spear of blazing fire.
