The instant the Elemental Core reignited, Hamuul reacted. He instinctively waved an arm to stop everyone trying to approach Dick. Naralex reacted even faster. The Archdruid lightly tapped his staff against the ground, and layer upon layer of black thorns pulled everyone, especially Jaina and Liadrin, away from Dick.
"Dick, what's going on with that thing? Are its energy fluctuations violent?"
The Archdruid looked grave. He could imagine the terrible consequences if the thing in Dick's palm exploded. It had already become like a scorching Lava Fireball, with crimson light constantly streaming from the cracks in its surface.
"No! It... it doesn't look like it's about to explode, but I can feel it."
Dick sounded a little nervous. "I can feel that if I let go, it might undergo some unpleasant changes."
Dick's words let the Archdruid breathe a sigh of relief, but then his eyes grew intent.
To be honest, this was the Archdruid's first encounter with a situation like this. Most elemental creatures chose to detonate their cores when near death. Those explosions were instantaneous and devastating, so when Hamuul saw the core reignite, he had nearly shuddered in fright. Even if the blast did not kill them on the spot, they would be crushed to death when Blackrock Mountain collapsed overhead.
But the core was in a strange state now. It was on the verge of exploding, yet being suppressed. From the look of it, this must have been the work of that strange Fist of Tyr of Dick's, the one he had heard about.
"Send them out, Omulon! Tell that Dark Iron Emperor about this. We can't worry about anything else."
The easygoing Archdruid Hamuul was unusually forceful, leaving the others no room to argue. The Skycaller also realized how serious things were. Green light from