Dragoon noticed the weapon aimed at him. It was an arcane weapon, of course. He simply strengthened the bond between it and the user's soul, using his own magic to make it more powerful than it was meant to be. As the weapon is thrown, Pyrrah feels a horrible tearing feeling and the spear drags her foward, her own weight inexplicably slowing it down, her soul serving as the anchor.
Gaia ignores the explosives, but instead allows the golem to dissipate. He looks around, and sees Trigon. It seemed he would have to finish the fight his master had started. Many of the beings in this realm were not ready for the power of a being such as Trigon, and if Gaia did not act quickly, a slaughter would ensue. Propelling himself forward at incredible speed, Gaia crashes into one of the Trigons, shattering through flesh and bone that liquefies on contact. As he reaches the heart, he gestures, and Trigon's body seems to explode, covering the other three with bits of blood and gore, as Gaia uses the skeleton to beat the nearest Trigon's face to pulp.
Gaia ignores the explosives, but instead allows the golem to dissipate. He looks around, and sees Trigon. It seemed he would have to finish the fight his master had started. Many of the beings in this realm were not ready for the power of a being such as Trigon, and if Gaia did not act quickly, a slaughter would ensue. Propelling himself forward at incredible speed, Gaia crashes into one of the Trigons, shattering through flesh and bone that liquefies on contact. As he reaches the heart, he gestures, and Trigon's body seems to explode, covering the other three with bits of blood and gore, as Gaia uses the skeleton to beat the nearest Trigon's face to pulp.