Dragon Slave

Cost: 65 motes
Target: Area

Every occult master knows about Ligier the Green Sun, the defining soul of the Demon Prince Malfeas. Ligier once had another name, however, when Malfeas was a Primordial instead of the demons' home and prison.

Circling her hands before her chest, the sorcerer closes her eyes, builds herself into a rage, concentrates upon the lost, former name of Ligier, and chants the ancient words

Darkness beyond twilight

Crimson beyond blood that flows

Buried in the stream of time is where your power grows

I pledge myself to conquer all the foes who stand

before the mighty gift bestowed in my unworthy hand

Let the fools who stand before me be destroyed

by the power you and I possess...

DRAGON SLAVE!

A vivid green spark erupts from her heart to collect her Essence into a roiling, beam of emerald fire which she can directs with her will toward any target within 200 yards.

The beam constitutes a perfect attack unless opposed by magic-enhanced dodges or parries, in which case the sorcerer rolls (Dexterity + [Occult or Archery]) to hit. If parried, the beam is not destroyed, but is deflected 1,000 yards away in a random direction—from then on, it can't be steered. Attempting to parry the beam with a mundane weapon merely detonates it at once.

When the beam strikes, it explodes into a column of bright green light 50 yards wide and five miles high. It deals 50 levels of lethal damage to everything within that area. Then, for (Essence x 5) ticks, the column of emerald light sweeps outward at a rate of 10 yards per tick, inflicting another 25 levels of lethal damage per action to everyone caught within in it on that action. Creatures near the explosion can try to outrun the all-destroying glare—this had best include the caster herself, since she is not immune to its power. Once the spell has exploded, the outpouring light cannot be parried and may only be dodged or soaked by means of perfect defenses. The devastation is complete: That which can burn, burns; that which can be broken, breaks. Behind it, the light leaves nothing but a scorched, cracked wasteland. In the thunder of the beam's detonation and the crash and crackle of devastation, one might hear the awful, vengeful laughter of a defeated god, laughing that his conquerors now turn his power against Creation. Total Annihilation may be countered until the moment the sorcerer shoots the beam. After that, Adamant Countermagic can only parry it.