Leon cast a second spell—a Blaze Arc, a slashing crescent of fire and wind aimed at Vraxus's face.
It singed his cheek, searing into his eye socket, black blood oozing as he screamed, his staff swinging blindly.
Saria rushed forward, her blade flaring with fire, Leon's Scorch Spiral feeding her movement like wind behind a flame, their bond pulsing in sync.
"For Eldwood," she shouted, her voice raw, her eyes burning.
"For the fallen," Terya growled, her daggers flashing, her limp slowing her but not stopping her.
"For me," Leon whispered, his hands glowing, his Stormbrand powers surging.
Saria jumped, her blade swinging down, a streak of fire cutting through the air.
Vraxus reached up with his final arm, the jagged sword raised to block—but Terya hurled a dagger, her wind magic guiding it into his wrist, the blade sinking deep, breaking his guard.
