The monster blurs. One moment it stands, the next it's just gone.
"MOVE!" Asdri roars.
A heartbeat later, the beast slams into Famir mid-air.
Wind explodes outward in a shriek as the archer is hurled like a comet into a distant building. The impact sends stone and dust flying. Valia gasps, her tether flaring as it redirects healing energy into Famir's broken frame.
"I've got him!" she calls, floating quickly toward the wreckage.
Asdri doesn't hesitate.
"[Tier 5 – Stormbind Blade]!"
Lightning dances along his sword, splitting into jagged arcs that form a glowing cage mid-air. He swings downward, sending a wave of chained thunderbolts that strike the monster's limbs—stunning it for a split second.
"Ingra, now!"
"[Tier 5 – Cryo Lance]!"
A massive spear of ice slams into the monster's thigh, freezing flesh and shattering crystal in a burst of cold mist. The impact is solid—deep enough to stagger it.
"Pyke!" Asdri barks.
"On it!"
