Atrox expected an explosion, but the light dug into the wall like claws, soaking into the image and splashing it with red that flowed like blood.
The image of Vorgaelor shuddered as the red light covered him. He jumped out of the image, screaming as red smoke came out of his body without being set on fire.
He turned blindly and lurched forward at Atrox, only to be struck by the remaining red pillar that fell from the sky. His body was shrouded by the reddish fire that was more illusory than real, but still, he continued to move toward Atrox with seething hate in his eyes.
Atrox tried to get out of the way, but his body was wrung dry of energy. The only thing not trembling on his body was his right hand that held the artifact.
He locked eyes with Vorgaelor and knew the monster meant to kill him so they would both go together. Atrox didn't want to die just yet, so he raised the lantern artifact again and spoke in a weak voice that came out as a whisper.
"Light."
