Then, the gravity field of Lith's ring spread through his foot to the blade and to the mercenary wielding it, making her fall to the ground in a symphony of broken bones as if a giant had just squashed her like a bug.
The blade was now stuck deeply in the wooden floor, yet Lith still rested on its edge with perfect composure until his wings folded into his back and he shapeshifted into his hybrid form.
"You misunderstand me. I didn't come down to talk, but to give you a chance of getting out of here alive." Another mercenary who resisted his killing intent lunged at Lith's heart, but failed to slow his advance or even to interrupt his words.
The ice blade in Lith's left hand struck the side of the incoming enchanted broadsword, cutting it in half while the one in his right hand opened a deep cut in the mercenary's armor from the left shoulder to the right hip.
