"—No problem! Leave the defense to me!" Everett shouted.
Meanwhile, Yuna helped thin out the numbers that swarmed around the other two, using her nimbleness paired with the incredible skill for quick assassinations to swiftly dispatch the monstrosities around her.
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As he watched his comrades, the Dragonheart caught himself, spinning around and pressing his feet against the ceiling as he coiled up, setting his sights on the man below.
Summon it. Hold none of it back…He thought to himself.
Collector smiled up towards him, pointing his palm upward as his flesh parted to give way to a hose of the bright-green liquid that shot out like a beam of highly-pressurized liquid.
He immediately kicked off of the ceiling, cracking the stone and causing the colosseum to rumble as he dived down, avoiding the spray of acidic ooze as he gathered a heaping force of draconic power in his fist.
