All three of them shot their spells at the same time.
The battlefield was filled with different colors of light and spells. But the moment they collided against the monster.
BOOOOMMM!
The only thing that appeared was a huge explosion of bright orange.
CREAKKKKCHHHHH!
The monster erupted a shrill, painful voice.
Both Arnold and Seraphina had taken position to use their strongest move. It was time to end this battle.
The whole surrounding space around the monster was filled with dark smoke from the explosions. The scream of the monster slowly subsided. The only sound that came was its ragged, heavy breathing.
The smoke slowly started to disappear. The Goremaw's rugged appearance came into view of the group. It was too much wounded.
The body had many deep cuts. Its left eye shattered. Thick blood flowing down from its wounds like a stream. The monster was still standing.
"Man! What this guy is made up of?" Amon watched the monster with wide eyes. How come it still standing?
