Silas sent her lightning birds diving toward the man's flanks—concentrated beams of electrical energy that crackled with enough power to blind. The her white direwolf charged from the opposite direction, massive jaws aiming for legs that earth armor didn't fully protect.
Kael went straight up the middle.
His right fist was coated in lightning—dense, compressed, crackling with the particular energy that made it the best element for breaking any defense. Gravity wrapped around the fist, adding kinetic force to the electrical damage.
The man's eyes widened.
Earth spikes erupted from the ground.
They came from everywhere—hundreds of them, shooting upward at angles designed to catch attackers from every direction.
Silas switched to her snake.
The massive black serpent materialized from her shadow, coiling around her body, its scales intercepting spikes that would have pierced her. The scales held—mostly—but the impact sent both summoner and beast sliding backward.
