Ezriel weaved out of the way of the clone's attack and destroyed it, but then from the cloud of mana it released, three more clones appeared and while Ezriel spun his blade in his hand and debated how to end all of them effortlessly, from what should be the true figure of Blake who was still in the distance, a dozen lightning spears decorated by lines of fire, appeared in front of him.
"Does he think if I am distracted my armour will not work" Ezriel snorted.
With a sigh Ezriel charged towards the clones not the least bit surprised when they went on the defensive and retreated from him as a team, the spears Kial had created being sent shooting towards him at the same time.
"This just screams desperation." Ezriel thought.
To Ezriel the battle was already won and even as he flapped his wings and released a burst of speed he checked on Ciara and Bernald's situation wondering which of them to help after he was done with Kail.
