"Mahinder!"
The figure who arrived was none other than Mahinder Nieves, the divine monk. His arrival naturally sparked many questions in Emery's mind, as he remembered the other party had been restrained prior to the operation.
Emery was unsure as to how he did it, but it was apparent the divine monk had escaped and decided to come to join the battle. Like finding an oasis while stranded in the middle of a desert, his arrival couldn't be more timely.
Dozens of golden palms emerged from behind the monk. In a single blast of energy, all together they shot forward unleashing a storm of blows that bombarded the dark elf magus' lightning sphere relentlessly.
Seeing the window of opportunity that was created by the monk's surprise attack, Emery did not hesitate to join the attack. One hand gripping the Savage Sword, the other holding the Light Saber, he slashed ferociously at the magus' defense without mercy.
"You are not going to break my–"
