Wen Lin gritted his teeth as his water vortex lost its shape. "We need to break free of this barrier, or we're done for!"
Mo Jie, his wind blades faltering, glared at Loshaar with hatred. "That old demon's clever. He knew exactly how to trap us."
Loshaar chuckled, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "What's the matter, Zeesham? Having trouble keeping up?" He glanced at Shen Ji and Kou Lau, nodding approvingly. "Well done, both of you. Keep up the pressure."
Shen Ji and Kou Lau redoubled their efforts. Shen Ji summoned a storm of ice shards, each one razor-sharp and deadly, while Kou Lau called forth a tidal wave of earth, the ground itself rising to crush their enemies.
