Viker didn't flinch a cascade of bullets flew through the building as debris flew everywhere the walls of the worn building began to collapse glass scattered through the air the warlock dove to the ground as a armored cabal charged right for her a wicked blade strapped to the tip of it's gun. Viker opened the palm of her hand and summoned a mass of raw magic burning with fury and glowing red she hurled it towards the beast a deafening explosion rang out as the the cabal were obliterated. A massive cloud of swirling red dust began to form in the air a sandstorm began to descend upon the battlefield. Viker looked inside her bag that was tightly wrapped around her waist the three bright glowing spheres were still there intact. She looked out of the massive hole of the building her sparrow was still hidden along the side of the building Viker placed her hands on her legs a powerful aura of dark blue magic engulfed her legs. She ran as the building began to collapse the magic from her legs exploded softening the impact She ran to her sparrow and reached underneath the sand she grabbed the handle and yanked as it rose off the ground. She flew through the storm staying low to the ground. When she was at a safe distance Viker looked behind her as the storm began to disappear she opened her bag the three spheres were still there glowing white, one of the spheres began to glow brighter than the others it began to turn red. Red sand began to fill the bag, Viker's hands began to feel hot her eyes widened she couldn't breath something forced her head down and as she stared at the red sphere it slowly began to crack open.