Marion dashed to the side, just in time to evade a set of horrifying claws.
The puppeteer sensed the earth beneath him shiver, the ground trembling from the force of the abomination's blow. He ignored the peculiar sensation, his mind too preoccupied with sifting through various points of views to care.
A slender blade lay in his grasp.
To Marion's right, an auburn-haired poet lashed out with the length of his halberd, shifting his feet to keep the leopard at bay. Devin's grey eyes swirled with a strange emotion, but the puppeteer did not have the time or presence of mind to question it.
Meanwhile, to his left, three other warriors danced around an abomination.
Marion sensed Conrad's mana fluctuate, his telekinetic power causing the Defiled's strike to stray from its original target - himself -, and hit empty air. The second warrior, Steel, lunged in front of Conrad and crossed his arms, gritting his teeth.
