"If you want to beat that thing, then we must work together." He didn't want to, but Azor was pressed for options.
"You don't have to say it like you are forced. You don't have a choice in the matter!" Marcus drew his sword, and boulders appeared on the pentagrams behind him. The boulders shot towards Rakash and took the form of a head of a golem with a gaping mouth.
Since the white light ceased at the moment, the group had a short breather to cast their spell.
Seraphina chanted a spell, and tiny vines sprouted from the ground, and no matter how much Rakash's wind sliced them in half, they continued to grow and held his leg in place.
"You can't escape!" Azor took this opportunity to cast his own spell, and a large plume of shadow enveloped his body. He tore the space and appeared beside his dagger, and within a blink, he plunged his blade into Rakash's skull with brutal intention.
