The serpent uncoiled, his scales blazing with crimson and gold, his fiery vortex was igniting the chamber, its flames was a challenge that matched the serpents' hisses, their 82% sync ratio was a heartbeat driving their strategy, their bond a flame against the beasts' unrelenting fury.
The battle erupted in a whirlwind of fire and shadow, the chamber trembled as Kelvin wove a fire lance, its flames was sharpened by ice runes, targeting the serpents' scales, aiming for weak points that Mealin's tome had detailed.
The joints where their psychic energy pulsed was vulnerable to piercing strikes, their edges was glowing faintly with venomous ichor.
Xerion struck with his tail, its honor rune kept glowing as it smashed against a serpent's flank, sending sparks flying with his fiery vortex engulfing the pack and it kept forcing them to scatter.
