Kaelen adjusted his hood, obscuring his face as Kali took flight, her feathers were a black blur against the shimmering crystal canopy.
'Right...'
He leaped from the branch, landing between Morgan's injured form and the hulking creature. The crystal-wielder glanced up in surprise, their eyes were narrowing as they took in the newcomer's shrouded form. With their weapon still poised, they demanded him:
"Who are you?"
Kaelen kept his eyes fixed on the creature, assessing its size, its reach, and the dangerous spikes that ran along its spine.
"Help when you can."
As the crystal-wielder took a step back, Kaelen raised his free hand, a swirling black flame sparking to life in his palm. Internally, he braced himself, feeling the familiar heat of his dark flamaes stir within him.
'Shit... i'm definitely going to need their help.'