"About damn time!" The rest of the team yelled in unison. Manohar Blinked as far away as he could from the enemy, using the temporary respite to rebuild all of his constructs and plan his next move.
Vastor was faring much worse. The same stone walls which had protected him from the tornado also made him blind to the incoming danger. He became aware of the Black Griffon's threat only when it tore apart his defenses, leaving him almost no time to retaliate.
Almost.
Vastor unleashed against the conjured creature all the spells he had at ready, buying himself a few precious instants. When the Griffon finally reached him, it was weakened enough to not disrupt his focus, but still capable of snuffing his life.
When Kilian gave him the good news, his Professor suit was on its last leg. The Griffon's chaotic energies were slowly robbing Vastor of his vitality. Blink saved him just at the last second, but the creature, guided by Thrud's will, went after him.
