The Flesh Golems were close enough that a small array was enough to cover all of them, shortening the length of Neshal's chant and requiring less mana.
As soon as it was complete, their power cores became visible despite the darkness shrouding the Golems. A wave of Neshal's hand deactivated her arrays and sent the three nails flying at their targets at such a speed that the air deformed with their passage.
The enchanted items made short work of the construct's protections and pierced through their cores. Then, they absorbed the lingering energy of their master's arrays and injected it inside the Golems, killing them on the spot.
"Feel free to leave me here." Neshal said while collapsing on the floor.
Lith had no time to ask her what she had done exactly and why she hadn't done that earlier. First, he had to treat Quylla and Morok, who were in a desperate condition. The massive dose of darkness element at point-blank range had aggravated their wounds and crippled their vitality.
