The ogress’s fist slams into the back of Tablesmasher’s torso stone as the demon-construct is slogging through mud to assault Varghast at the beckon of its tormenting challenge. Impossibly, amazingly, the ogre’s digits punch through the dark stone like grey chalk, freezing the construct in its goliath tracks. It emits a demon shriek that becomes a moan, felfire flickering and spasming and then guttering out entirely, its demon spirit banished by the strange, instinctive manifestation of fel command. Its constituent stones tumble in a loose pile, leaving its smoking infernal core cooling in Mor’Lag’s grip. A rune in demon fire hangs in the air for a moment, rising and dissipating into the wind.
Spoiler: Language: DemonicThe rune means the number “7”.