Her voice dropped, and her body glowed with divine energy.
"I am Lenaia of the Vervan Bloodline, Shaman Guardian of Starfall's will, and you will not leave this field alive."
She clasped her hands, and the thorns surged into a single towering construct, a titan made of vines, thorns, and druidic stone.
The construct lunged.
Lyneex tried to retreat, but her lower body was already bound. The construct's fist collided with her shadowy head in a booming impact that made the heavens shudder. Light erupted in every direction, and cracks spread across her colossal form.
"You will die here, Lyneex," Lenaia whispered. "You can then appease your child's soul in death, like you wished for these mortals of The Wailing City."
A final spell flared in her palm, an orb of compressed green light.
She hurled it towards Lyneex, striking her chest.
The explosion that followed could be seen for miles.
The battlefield lay silent in the wake of the explosion.
