As the twin shockwaves neared tearing Herlbe into a million particles, he too erupted with newfound power, a blast of pure death force which killed everything in a very limited zone around him.
The tsar had no time to assess what had just happened as dark shape expanded from the black whirlwind, traversing the distance to reach, and carved a deep gash through his head before he could even react, stumbling back in a deafening silence save from the tapping of his colossal legs, Pangea'Kalst's instincts were absolutely correct.
"Crap, my aim was off" the pale tongue slithering all around despite the environment as the revenant emerged from the cocoon of festering death, only that it wasn't the typical one gained when using Ierpalam, it held an odd, feral attribute as well.