Zerelith waited for the thing to enter the room before she and the dragons let loose with there weapons. "As soon as I fire let loose Fire boys." Zerelith said her reaper launcher was ready and the two other were set up in the shadows with her
One of Airthas's eyebrows raised inquisitively, surprised to see that the statue had mystically reassembled. The how was beyond his understanding, and the why was the last of his concerns. Observing its deformed appearance, the Warlock felt that to remove the threat completely they would need to insure that nothing remained of it this time. Quickly glancing to his comrades, he gestured for them to stand away from his position. Without a word, he was slowly swarmed by sparks of electrical energy that only grew in strength. A pillar of bluish glow engulfed the area around him as he slowly floated into the air, his eyes nothing be an electrical haze of the warp in reflection to his bodies acceptance to the power that coursed through him like water in a flowing river. Soon his very presence was blinding to behold, his being one with the warp once more. With this power, the Warlock hastily aimed his gloved, still living hand towards the reanimated statue and channeled a stream of thunderous lighting that sped across the room with unconfined momentum. The energies that impacted into his foe engulfed it as much as it did himself, but in a rather unpleasant way. Once it was but a ball of electrical energy, Airthas turned his open hand into a closed fist. The warp power he wielded did the same, and tightened around the statue with incredible force. Every particle of its being would, in theory, be deformed into sweat nothingness and turn what would have been a threat into but an unpleasant memory. (OOC: Why kill it when I can just overkill it? )
Su'iris ran up to Airthas to see if he was alright, also to see the status of the Statue. "Are you alright Warlock? Did it cost you a lot?" She asked, obviously concerned after such a mighty attack.
