Crrrip!
Nabeer's flaming claws ripped across one of Tilgron's biceps. It had been impossible for Nabeer to dodge at such a close range, and the same had been true for Tilgron. Flipping in the air, it was impossible to get away or fully evade until Tilgron could reset his footing.
When the Tundra Tiger finally touched the ground and dashed to the side, Saltor appeared in a streak of lightning.
Tilgron swiped the air with his paws, flinging ten razor-thin blades of glacial blue ice flying toward Saltor. It wasn't enough to deal serious damage to someone as strong as Saltor but it was enough to force the speeding combatant to react.
Saltor easily evaded or sliced through the icy knives. But he discovered that something was off. All ten blades split in half before Saltor was able to block or break them.
