"Mage, get some golems over here," Borik shouted as he brought his sword down on the thing's toe, severing it.
"Will do," the raven-haired man spoke. Golems made of air sprang forward and began to harass the creature. The biggest golems were as big as the thing itself, but they were just air golems.
"Hey, ice mage, you too!" Demanded Borik, and the ice mage blinked again.
"Huh? Why am I not at the farm?" Borik groaned. What, was the older man hit with a forgetfulness spell?
"Ice golems, Kraedor! Create them," the raven-haired mage called, and the ice mage finally created a couple of giant ice golems, with hammers for hands. Borik knew those golems.
"What are you doing, letting the Ice Priest fight? He can't remember a thing," Borik yelled, as he dodged a claw, which he sliced off with his sword.
