She and Nyssara react instantly.
Nyssara's limbs carve through the air like lightning, while Veltha's tail whips toward Kain with enough force to split a huge tree in half.
Kain doesn't dodge.
He counters.
His blade twists, meeting Nyssara's strike head-on. The moment their weapons collide, he rotates his wrist, parrying the attack at an angle that forces Nyssara off balance.
Veltha's tail is next.
Kain pivots on his heel, ducking low as the massive tail swings past his head. Before Veltha can recover, he drives his gauntlet-covered fist into her abdomen.
CRACK.
Veltha chokes as she's sent hurtling backward.
But before Kain can capitalize—
A shadow flickers.
Sorin.
Her dagger is already at his neck.
SHIIING.
Kain tilts his head at the last second, avoiding a fatal strike—but the tip of the dagger grazes his cheek, drawing blood.
Sorin vanishes again.
"Tch." Kain wipes the blood away, his expression still composed.
Then—he senses it.
A presence above him.
