The battles raged across the forest, each clash echoing with the sound of raw power and fury.
Amid the chaos, one battlefield burned brighter than the rest. Catarina and Colin stood united against Devak and Iris, the tension between the four fighters palpable.
Catarina moved with the grace of a predator, fighting alongside Mystimara.
Devak, towering with his draconic beastification, countered with wide, powerful swings, each one capable of shattering trees.
Yet, Catarina was too fast. She ducked, spun, and even passed through his attacks like a mirage, her feline agility turning his brute strength into a disadvantage.
"Too slow, big guy," she taunted, her voice dripping with mockery as her tail flicked behind her.
Mystimara's tendrils snaked forward, coiling around Devak's arm and halting his next attack.
Catarina seized the opening, delivering a flurry of blows that forced him onto the defensive.
