Whoosh—!
The Librarian, who was completely unbothered by its attack was blocked and immediately went for another angle. As it did, the glass staying at the bridge of its deformed nose shimmered for a moment before the sword that was hovering near him all tried to attack Cesar, and only him.
Spluch—!
The Tourist, who asked Cesar if his condition wasn't life-threatening, wiggled before its body split into three.
One was still holding the sword that continued to pull the Tourist down to the ground, while the other grabbed Cesar away from the fight to try to shake the Librarian's attention.
Whoosh—!
As for the third one, it went to Caster to try and take him down.
"You!"
The Heretic shouted in spite as he bent down in the most exaggerated way possible before spawning dozens of his apparitions with ease. His gaze fell onto the Tourist once again and screamed in glee.
"My prized trophy! Where have you been all this time!?"
