"Will, change the trajectory of the attack. Lena, force it in place." The purple-haired young man gave quick orders to the team behind him.
A young man with short black hair in an army cut stepped forward, his hands aimed at the Dracovore.
Suddenly, a large black sphere, the size of the Dracovore's head, appeared in front of him. Will controlled the sphere, guiding it straight toward the Dracovore's mouth, striking it just below the maw, where the red, pulsating core was located.
The force caused the Dracovore's maw to tilt toward the sky, but it wasn't permanent. Will focused on keeping the black sphere in place, preventing the creature from lowering its mouth.
"Hurry, I can't keep this up for long!" Will's voice sounded desperate.
"Leave it to me." Lena, the orange-haired girl, smiled beautifully as she slapped her hands together, though a small hole remained between them.
