| "Sure. Whatever keeps those hellish beings done in that hole." He focused his mind, drawing power from the axe. The rock at the edge of the hole began to flow up and over, nearly closing the hole, leaving a space nearly twenty feet wide at the top of the dome. With a dark chuckle, he drew on the water in the upper atmosphere. With all the fire, water had only one place to exist, high in the clouds. He formed the remote water into a huge chuck of ice, bringing it down into the hole, smashing into the rock prison in which the demons were trapped. With the satisfying crunch of ice on bone still echoing up from the depths, he used the axe's power to close the dome fully. "There. They may have to take some time piecing themselves back together. Even after that, they'll need to dig their way out of that. We have to get going." |