"Bomb wha-" The Upyr’s laugh died in her throat as the Lindwurm’s personal spell, Blasting Barrage, blew her foot off.
It combined the fire and earth elements, compressing them to the size of a marble. Phillard had woven them with body casting and scattered them behind himself as he ran away.
The Upyr had missed them due to the colossal size of her body and ego, and now she paid the price for it. The first explosion dug a hole deep enough to make the corrupted Divine Beast lose her balance.
Phillard exploited the Upyr’s moment of weakness to jump to her face and breathe a thick cloud of his corrosive breath right into her open mouth. Pain and lack of oxygen made her falter, and the Lindwurm bodily slammed into her while unleashing the full power of his axes.
His combination of attacks and enchantments brought her down, and the rest of the Blasting Barrage Phillard had left inactive until that moment blew huge chunks of her body, spraying the area with her black blood.
"How can you still be alive?" The Lindwurm cursed when he noticed a second Upyr approaching.
He hacked where the jugular was supposed to be one last time before running away.
"Good job, you stupid Minotaur!" The Upyr said while rescuing her with Invigoration. "You’re lucky I’m a plant folk, or you’d die of shock before an ordinary healing spell could take effect."
A hammer blow to the head pushed the Minotaur-Upyr beyond salvation and left the Firbolg stunned.
’Not a chance!’ Morok recalled Grimnir to his hand as he turned around to face his opponent.
The Tyrant had escaped the ambush as well thanks to his energy wings. They didn’t need to flap to gain speed, and the moment Captured World had disappeared, Morok had taken off like a rocket simply by pumping them with mana.
The Upyr had never seen a Tyrant with wings before, so he had gotten too close and got burned for it. The prismatic trail Morok left behind was comprised of pure elemental energy that burned, froze, healed, rotted, calcified, and electrocuted at the same time.
The corrupted Divine Beast had taken the twin jets in his face, giving Morok all the time he needed to escape the encirclement while the Upyr was blinded.
"Vinire!" The Tyrant’s silver eye lit up, and a bright light wreathed his twin battle hammers, increasing their mass.
He launched them with excellent aim, but the Upyr was faster and far away enough to read their trajectory and dodge them.
"Stormnado!" Morok put all the Vital Storm Tista had given him into a thunderstorm filled with air blades and noxious gas on the flying path of the Upyr.
’Why does he keep shouting his m-’ A flick of Morok’s wrists recalled his hammers, striking the Upyr in the back and pushing him inside the thunderstorm.
Raging Sun came silently and infused with the Tyrant’s Vital Storm, completing the attack. The combination of the two tier five spells resulted in a violent conflagration that covered the Upyr in deep wounds and burns.
Grimnir dealt the finishing blow after being infused with darkness and another dose of Vital Storm.
"Five minutes break?" Morok asked the angry Firbolg-Upyr who had come to avenge his dead comrades.
"No!" The Firbolg replied while lunging with a long glaive entirely made of wood.
Meanwhile, Lith found himself between a rock and a hard place.
’If she blocks me again, I’m dead.’ Lith thought. ’I can’t deal with two enemies at the same time. Not if the cursed ring keeps messing with my rhythm.’

’Meln is not my brother.’ Lith thought, refusing to waste time with banter while his life was on the line. ’The only silver lining is that Solus can’t be hurt too badly, or the tower would drain my vitality to heal her. Still, she needs my help. They all need it.’
’Actually, I’m hurt pretty badly. My wounds didn’t affect you only thanks to the life force stored in the Bleed.’ Solus sighed. ’Anyway, don’t worry about me and focus on these bastards.’
’Any suggestions?’ He asked, relieved to hear her voice.
’Yeah, one.’ Solus replied. ’The cursed ring uses a dimensional field too vast and powerful to rely solely on the mana she and her host possess. An enchantment that size needs world energy to work...’
’And I can bend world energy to my will with Tiamat Fear.’ Lith completed the phrase for her.
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