"Because this is my house." Ainz confidently said as the water and air elements amassed at his fingertips.
'Behind you!' The pain had awoken Night from her slumber, and with her help, Orpal could see 360 degrees around him.
"Our house." Brinja was engulfed in a stasis array that kept her bones in place while a healing array mended the deadly wound Orpal had inflicted on her. "The reports about you were right, Narchat.
"You do lower your guard when you think you have won."
"I don't think, I have w-" A wave of cold, electrified water crashed against the Dead King, drowning the rest of his words.
The cold and water caused him no harm, while the worst the lighting they carried could do was give him another seizure. At least until the water turned into fire, stealing Orpal's breath, and the lightning turned into a block of solid rock.
Heat and stone fused into searing lava that followed the clone's every movement, trapping him.
