The battlefield still burned from the last clash, heat and static hanging heavy in the air.
The hybrid's chest heaved, its eyes glowing with stormfire rage, arcs dancing over its body as the ground cracked beneath its weight.
Arden planted his shield, eyes narrowing, sweat trickling down his temple.
"Stay with me," he said, voice steady despite the storm. His tone carried command, but there was something else behind it, reassurance.
Nyra lifted her staff, her voice rough. "Just tell us where to hit."
Rael grinned through his ragged breath. "Yeah. No way we're backing out now."
Zephyra only growled low, wings beating once, embers trailing from her scales.
The hybrid stomped forward, the ground shattering with a BOOM.
Its aura flared, both fire and lightning twining into a violent storm. The fight was far from finished.
