Polschk chuckled and stood. He raised both his hands and made four large pods from his vines. The pods were pulsating like hearts, slowly enlarging with their size, as Polschk chanted something under his breath.
Lance leaped and tried to take one pod out, only to be swiped away by a thick vine. He crashed to the bleachers, passing through the stone seats while cloud of dusts covered his figure.
"I can feel an immense concentration of magic from the pods," Ed said. "Connor, cover me."
Connor nodded and hovered in the air. He went above Polschk and pointed his sword at the old man. "Infernal Ring of Fire!"
With a vertical swing of his sword from above his head, Connor fired a blaze of fire. The blaze formed a ring that targeted Polschk. The latter's response was to block the attack using a thick wet vine.
