But the Yeti was far from defeated. With a guttural roar, it flexed its muscular arms, shattering the vines that held it in place. It swung its enormous staff upwards, aiming for Lunara mid-dive. At the last moment, Lunara twisted her body, narrowly avoiding the full brunt of the swing, but the staff grazed her wing, sending a shock of pain down her side.
She hissed in pain but didn't falter. Her claws still glowing with icy energy, she slashed across the Yeti's chest, leaving a deep, freezing wound that spread frost over the creature's fur. The Yeti howled in agony, staggering back as ice encased the wound, slowing its movements.
Nova took advantage of the Yeti's vulnerability, leaping into the air with a mighty howl. His form shifted again, his body becoming even larger, his claws sharper. He landed on the Yeti's back, sinking his fangs into its thick fur, and vines erupted from the ground once more, ensnaring the Yeti's arms and legs with unrelenting force.
