Third Person pov :
The vibration began deep within the marrow of their bones before it physically registered in the crumbling floor beneath their foot.
It was the synchronized, catastrophic marching of a nightmare that had been violently ripped from the darkest abyss of the continent. The deafening, apocalyptic horn blew again, a sound so rich with putrid dark magic that it caused the remaining torches in the ruined tower to instantly violently extinguish, plunging the circular room into suffocating, oppressive darkness.
Caspian moved with the blinding, instinctual speed of a father whose entire universe was suddenly under existential threat.
"FORMATION!" Caspian’s roar completely shattered the momentary paralysis in the room, his aura exploding outward to act as a physical, blaz
