Without hesitation, Fenric, Gale, and Adelia launched themselves at the Left Guardian, who still stood frozen in disbelief, its domain torn apart moments ago by Leon's surge.
Gale led the charge with fury unmatched, his three Suns radiating pale blue brilliance. Each flare pulsed with destructive energy, and with a roar, he brought them crashing down upon the scholar-like Clay God. The searing flames scorched the corrupted husk of the Left Guardian, burning through demonic rot and breaking down the once-impeccable barrier enshrouding its body. Its form began to combust, cracks spreading like spiderwebs across its clay skin.
But the Left Guardian would not allow itself to be overrun so easily. With a guttural cry, it conjured a storm of arcane wrath, an endless downpour of spells falling like a meteor shower from the sky.
The battlefield erupted into chaos.
Gale was forced to retreat under the relentless barrage, but Adelia and Fenric pressed on.
