I summoned Oreo again.
The summoning circle flared open beneath my feet, molten light spiraling upward as the familiar presence surged back into the battlefield.
The moment Oreo appeared, the golden glow of Heaven's Descent washed over him.
His battered body healed instantly.
Cracks in his mithril scales sealed.
His HP shot back to full.
The salamander stretched his limbs and snorted smoke like he had just woken up from a very satisfying nap.
"Oreo," I called, gripping my sword tighter. "Don't hold back. The enemies are airborne. Bring them down."
I smirked.
Oreo smirked too.
Then he began to grow.
And grow.
And grow.
His body expanded until he was nearly as massive as the church of Valryn itself. His shadow swallowed half the battlefield as he stood tall, a walking fortress of blazing mithril.
The church was untouched, and intact. Thanks to the orb setting up a barrier, the angels and priests protecting it.
