The Thul that was left was the faster of the pair, which made it more dangerous, but the danger had lessened because I was fighting it alone rather than worrying about being attacked from two fronts.
It circled me, keeping its distance with wings half-folded against the thinning air, and it watched me, taking my measure, and I let it, because I was taking its measure too, but I could not delay too much before the second Thul returned, which I am sure this demon was counting on.
There was barely any air left here, and still the speed of the pyramid ascent made it almost impossible to release my domain without crushing myself into pulp.
