Rakdos - Punches his way out of Rix Maadi

As the demon drew closer and closer to the top of Rix Maadi and the point where it made contact with the surface, Myc began to wonder how he could get the demon-god to stop before Rakdos reached the top and punched right on through the central pavilion. Worse, if Myc’s judgment was correct, the improvised exit would see Rakdos enter the city very near the base of Vitu Ghazi, the Unity Tree that Myc, raw scout though he might be, had sworn an oath to defend.

The young ledev was still going over the possibilities when he felt and heard the first jarring thud of the demon’s huge fist as it made contact with the stone.

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But in all those ten thousand years, there was no record of something like this, the demon, grown to titanic stature through some spell or another, attacking the city personally. Myc winced at the thunderous sound of another punch and a corresponding shower of rubble that plummeted past his perch. Perhaps it had just never occurred to the demon-god to just drive up through the streets and attack the city himself.

Something was wrong. Perhaps the song was not faint because of interference from Rakdos’s mind. Perhaps it was weakening. Perhaps Rakdos’s very proximity to Vitu Ghazi was causing the change.

Despite the furnacelike heat the demon gave off, the young scout felt an unearthly chill.

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A panicked shout caught in Pivlic’s throat when he heard a thumping sound coming from the pavilion, a sound even louder than the stomping nephilim beneath him. A radial crack appeared in the empty square, almost entirely devoid of fleeing citizens, most of whom had long since cleared away from the open space and taken shelter. There was another thump, a crash, and then a small eruption of stone and brick as a huge, horned fist the color of midnight drove through from below.

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Dissension, Chapter 13-15