Noctavion croaked an ugly snarl as his head shattered through the marble floor. Naia's foot crashed against his face with disastrous speed, sending them both through the penthouse floor, bringing Zamson, Logan, Shane, and Seff down with them.
The force was too great. The wulvyns grunted and cursed as they descended with them. They crashed through each level. Naia led the destruction. The depth and force behind her cute but powerful foot continued to smash Noctavion's head through each story.
Until ultimately slamming the dumbfounded khushnik into Obsidian Keep's ground floor, startling the last of Noctavion's thugs thinned out by their intruders. The wulvyn were covered in the rubble.
Noctavion's red aura flickered and waned. His wings twitched, struggling to flap. The khushnik was knocked into submission. His back was in excruciating pain. Naia shrieked with rage. Her vengeance was coming to an end. To think that Noctavion would steal her ascension?