Chapter 95: Controlling the monolith (2)
"It seems you got some helpers. This makes it more interesting, don't you think?" Ronan grinned at his opponent as he dodged the flailing silver chains.
Silvera wished she could beat the smug look off Ronan's face. Her chains and needles tried to capture the slippery fox. Meanwhile, she used her extreme agility to move between the incoming golden spears.
Their fight laid the town to the ground but it wouldn't stop easily. Neither would be able to gain the upper hand on the other unless something changed drastically - something like the result of the clash in the Temple.
The moment they had sensed people from both sides entering the Temple, they stopped being cautious. Their attacks became more violent. The rain of spears and needles started to destroy the rocky ground. They were finally going all out.
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"Be careful," Adgar warned the others as they moved cautiously towards their opponents. Despite the number advantage, he didn't dare to be negligent.
Adgar knew he and Orvyn suffered considerable damage. Oron was strong but lacked elemental variety to fight against tricky opponents. And Adgar didn't doubt that these two would be tricky. The Dawnbringers were still the ones deciding the flow of events.
When they got closer, Adgar noticed a malevolent energy. The energy gave a sense of death and decay.
"The heart," Orvyn shouted but it was late. Avery had swallowed it. The three Knights stopped in their tracks. The energy waves coming from the smaller-built Knight spiked.