'Can you redirect our Primordial Flames like you just did for Thundercrash's bullet?' Lith asked.
'Depends. Can you guys control them well enough to not eat at my spell?' Friya replied.
The Hekate and the Tiamat exchanged an embarrassed look that answered louder than any word could.
'Then no.' Friya said. 'If Scope collapses and your Primordial Flames go awry, we'll be dead in a second.'
'Let's play this safe, then.' Tista said. 'I'm going in close quarter combat. Please, deflect with Dimensional Magic any attack strong enough to shoot me down. I will take care of the rest.'
'I can do that. There's not much I can do while I wait for Thundercrash to recharge anyw… What?' Solus emerged from the ground with a full set of spells at the ready.
Mjolnir erupted from the Fury, conjuring bolts of lightning that the now magnetite-enriched soil absorbed and amplified. The monsters that survived or avoided the spell were impaled by rock spikes that acted like lightning rods.
