Just as Asher leapt in on Amon's right, midway through swinging his claymore which was infused with a dark force, and Yuna jumped to Amon's left with her daggers primed on his neck—Amon vanished.
"—!"
With speed that was imperceptible in the moment, Amon reappeared, slamming both his fists into the two attackers' guts. It was almost a surreal sight; Amon's existence was like a blur, his entire body vibrating at a high frequency as he repelled Asher and Yuna.
"I've got you!" Emilio yelled, waving his staff.
As the two were flung back, the young mage conjured walls of water to catch Asher and Yuna, cushioning them and allowing them to recover quickly.
"Thanks," Asher said, jumping up without missing a beat.
"Yeah, thanks!" Yuna dashed back in.
