The monster leaped, covering the distance to Dile in a flash, and the beastman was late to turn, but Temur was ready. He slammed into the monster and they both went sprawling.
The Hardhoof slammed one of its hoofs into his lower ribs and Temur was jerked away with a gasp. He groaned and looked up with blurry eyes and expecting the monster to be after him but it was focused on Dile.
A fireball smashed into it, but it had no effect. Then the air around it ripped, and the monster was jerked to a sudden stop. Tim was straining with his hand stretched forward. "Go Dile! Go!"
Jael watched from above, breath held as Dile began to run towards the sword. Inch by inch, the monster started to walk forward, dragging Tim along with it. "That monster is too strong."
"Nothing works on it. Physical attack or otherwise." Litha muttered darkly.
