The moment the array struck and froze Tista in place, a white-furred cannonball hit her in a flurry of fangs and claws.
"You have such a nice egg, little bird. Once I break it, I'll make good use of it." The Warg had clear blue eyes and a deep guttural voice, her tongue lolling out of her mouth.
"It talks?" Tista blurted out in surprise.
Monsters weren't supposed to understand human language, let alone speak it.
"*She* talks, little bird, and Meva is also going to gut you." The Warg had jumped above the magical formation so that when the gravity spell had enhanced her weight it had boosted her charge.
She punched Tista with one hand to exploit the momentum of their fall while grabbing Tista's arm with the other hand. This way, the recoil from each hit pulled Tista back in a whip-like movement that doubled Meva's already impressive strength.
Tista was a bright blue-cored Awakened with perfect body refinement yet each blow squeezed the air out of her lungs and hurt like hell despite the protection offered by the Scalewalker armor.
To make matters worse, when they crashed against the ground, the Warg landed on top of her and used her as a cushion. From so up close the gravity field was much stronger and the Goblins conjured countless tendrils of earth to assist their ally.
'This bastard not only has an absurd life force but she's also hammering at me with spells every time she hits.' Tista could see with Life Vision that Meva had infused her hands with air, darkness, and water magic.
The arm holding Tista flooded the right side of her body with jolts of lightning that caused her spasms, cold that sapped her strength, and darkness magic that spread like a disease.
The Warg's left arm, instead, hit like a hammer at her vital spots, injecting the spells where they hurt the most and exploiting the natural weakness of enchanted armor against blunt damage.
Any other person would have been frozen in surprise and fear, with no idea of what was happening or how to defend themselves. Luckily for Tista, Lith had shared his previous battles with her.
'This is something in-between the Wargs possessed by Tezka and those Hati Protector faced.' She thought and the barrage of spells that she kept at the ready blackened the pristine white fur for a split second before apparently healing without leaving a scratch.
To confirm her theory, Tista opened her extra three eyes and scoured the field, noticing several nearby Wargs doubling over in pain due to the damage caused by her spells.
'What the actual fuck?' All of her eyes went wide open as a famished Troll neared a wounded Warg and instead of eating him, the Troll used healing magic.
While the Warg recovered, the Troll partially reverted to his unfallen state by getting rid of some of the excess light element that plagued his body.
"You have nice eyes, little bird. I hope you taste good as well." The Warg exploited the earth tendrils and Tista's shock to plunge her claws into the eye slits of the armor.
Tista screamed in pain as her blue and red eyes popped, blood and vitreous fluid blinding those she had left. She fell into a panic and shapeshifted into her Red Demon form.
Her screams of pain turned into a twin burst of Cursed Flames.
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