Due to Alamir's divine arts obstructing their vision, Lancelot focused his attention on the sky, guarding against sudden rays, missiles, meteors, or other forms of magical attacks. But the Lich's counterattack was completely beyond his expectation—the ground suddenly began to shake violently, as if the solid city walls beneath them had turned into the deck of a small boat in a storm.
All the creatures on the wall, including Lancelot, were thrown to the ground, but this wasn't the worst of it: the earth itself emitted painful groans under the torment of this spell, and several ten-foot-wide cracks appeared out of nowhere, breaking the wall above in the process. Several figures instantly fell into the cracks; a few lucky ones transformed into crows at the last moment and flew out, but more vanished without a trace.
