Content Warning: Gore
The host of Olaichtyn moves forwards ever slowly through the streets of Malkiz, hunched and withered under her demon's expulsion of energy. A glacier grows at her back, draping down her sides like a cape. As she moves, the ground does as well, separating with the ley energy below.
The sound of ice in the cracks of the earth attracts one of the mutants - they've been in Malkiz for so long now that Phoenix had almost forgotten they were not originally of this world. The hulking being shuffles behind the host, something between disgusted and curious, and reaches down its ragged hand. The top of its body splits as it moves, revealing a void of eyes. The host turns, expressionless, snapping pieces of her icy cape off with a quick motion and shoving her fist into the massive split head of the shambling horror. She doesn't stop pounding into the sack of eyes when her makeshift weapons break - Phoenix watches with narrowed eyes as flecks of flesh fly out of the screaming mutant, the host mauling the thing with nothing but her nails. As her adrenaline fades, the thing bends backwards and crawls away on its splayed limbs, leaking strange colors.
She looks directly at the library, and Phoenix is unsure if she - or Olaichtyn - meets his eyes when another sound rings out from the earth. The guardian sets his mind to scanning the area, and takes a moment, unsure what he's seeing. Cracks of leyline have surrounded Mount Malkiz a hot steam rising from the energy vents as they close in, but the volcano isn't making the sound of imminent eruption.
Mount Malkiz is screaming.