Dean Ulluw had a bit of a problematic situation on his hands. Actually, the area only featured problems.
The evolved Ef'i, Mazatl, was somewhere on Dean's left, too deep into the twisted, stretched space to be visible, but exchanging blows so loud that the echoes of their violent roars reached as far as his position.
Meanwhile, the hairy but bald Perac fought at some distance from Dean's right, bright shapes of giant animals appearing on his back whenever he launched an attack. Those blows were quite destructive, too, but Perac's opponent matched them easily.
And then there was Dean himself, who probably had it far worse than his companions since his opponent directly countered him. He was against a slim, short-haired, and winged King, who somehow controlled the very air.
