"You fought well, but it's over!" The burly man rushed toward John with a yell, his hand crackling with the embedded power of Ruah.
"Tch!" John pushed Victor away and crossed his arms. At that moment, a massive burst of water emerged, creating a barrier between them and shielding John from the oncoming fist.
It was the Behemoth general, Pierre, if memory serves me right.
Pierre scowled as his fist collided with the watery wall. Hands of water grabbed his arm, applying pressure.
With a smirk, Pierre glanced to his left, where Amelia stood with her hands stretched out. Taking a powerful step back, he freed his hand, then stomped the ground, heading straight for Amelia.
But before he could reach her, Cylien drew a circle, conjuring a powerful gust of wind. Pierre resisted, destroying the wind with a series of punches that generated a shockwave strong enough to knock back Cylien.
