Northern and his clone lunged at the castle lord simultaneously, Northern's onyx blade tracing a crude arc while his clone's silver sword followed the same pattern but in opposite directions.
The castle lord parried intensely, diverting his hands in all directions as Northern and his clone moved around it.
Night Terror joined the fight too: shooting forward with its jaws gaping wide as it sought to engulf Koll in a tidal wave of void flames.
"Thinking you can overpower me with numbers is nothing but wishful thinking!" The castle lord snarled.
He swung his hands, releasing a pulse of red essence that repelled both the clone and the beast, buying him precious moments to regain his footing.
The battle continued, the combatants trading blow for blow in a fever pitch of violence that threatened to tear the very castle asunder.
