The three disciples launched their spiritual techniques in perfect unison, a coordinated strike designed to overwhelm Elias.
Spiritual energy crackled through the air, vibrant and sharp, surging toward their target.
Elias, formidable as he was, found himself trapped by the converging assault. He could only guard against one attacker at a time, a frailty the three exploited mercilessly.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The muffled impacts rang out, echoing the intensity of the blows. Elias was flung backward, tumbling violently before slamming harshly onto the earth.
Still, despite the shock, he staggered to his feet, trembling but unbroken. Wiping a streak of blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice rose in a fierce roar.
"Is that all? Come at me again!"
The three pressed their advantage, their spiritual energy flaring brighter.
"Since you're courting death, don't blame us for being ruthless!" they shouted.