Raegar stepped into the arena just before it was blocked off, thanks to the dungeon, as he summoned his armor. Drusilla flew into the air while casting a dozen Dark Lances, waiting for the boss.
A chilling mist swirled across the arena floor, cloaking the ground in an ominous haze. Without warning, a horde of Tier One Banshees surged forward, their piercing wails slicing through the air.
'The boss's minions?' he mused.
Raegar reacted with lightning speed, sidestepping a vicious claw swipe that grazed the space where he'd stood moments ago, and saw the sharp tips just in front of his face as he moved out of the way.
In one fluid motion, he channeled his energy, unleashing a radiant Light Blast that erupted. The undead women shrieked as the brilliant light consumed them, their forms disintegrating into ash, leaving only silence and the fading mist in their wake.
