"Gramps sure is feisty," Elliot muttered as he gave James a side-long glance. "That's my gramps."
William's angelic familiar couldn't stop the silly grin that appeared on his face as he marveled at James' prowess.
"Focus," Meredith reminded him. "We still haven't seen our target."
Meredith's reminder calmed Elliots excitement down as he once again narrowed his eyes to scan his surroundings. In this battle, he was forced to use 70% of his power, just like Chloee, and had taken the form of a young boy.
Lightning snaked around his body as he continued to gather his powers in his right hand. Ever since he and Chloee had appeared on the battlefield, the angelic familiar had been channeling his powers for one full powered strike.
He could only unleash this powerful attack once, and he would be greatly weakened afterward. Even so, it was necessary for this was the only attack that could pierce through their target's defenses.
