In front of John were three large thorns that protruded from the ground. Each thorn blocked a weapons from Merlin, Shiva, and Him.
"Oh, I remember you," John smirked. "The three of you were with the Holy Knights a few hundred years ago."
"Of course you'd remember us," Him grit his teeth. "We were with you for several days already."
John paused. He raised his hand and slashed around, leaving a trail of flames where he went to slash at.
"What the hell?" Merlin whispered and leaped back. "Let's go back and wait for Glenn's command. There's something wrong here."
"Reality Altering," Shiva casted and morphed the thorns into butterflies. She then slammed her palms together and the butterflies surrounded John, then reverting back to being thorns.
John was laughing as he dodged the attack. He leaped back and spun, looking around and seeing that the trio had already left.
"What's wrong, Merlin?" Shiva asked.
