Brav and Yash stood there with mouths slightly apart. Yash fell on his knees, dropping his sword as it slipped from his hands.
Tears fell as Brav lunged at Rasol. He turned and flapped a wing in his direction. The wind it generated knocked Brav back. Brav crossed both arms in front of him, shielding his eyes from dust.
He held his ground, planting his feet firmly on the ground. He looked down to see that his feet were bloody.
"True Dharma!" Brav screamed. A spirit about twenty feet manifested behind him. It had four arms and glowed with a purple aura. Brav swung his arm, and the being moved in sync. Distracted by the spirit being, one of the arms of the True Dharma smacked Rasol into the ground.
The Dharma suddenly disappeared. Brav fell on one knee and coughed up blood. Rasol struggled to get up, when all of a sudden a voice echoed.
"Metal Rain!"
Countless swords fell from above piercing the ground around Rasol. Brav saw the metal rain and ran to Uvilus.
"I knew you won't go down that easily," Brav said and placed his hand over his wound. His hand glowed and Uvilus sighed.
The Bodkins walked over to the crater where Rasol lay like a giant bead. He had his wings wrapped around himself.
The Bodkins slid down the crater and walked over to him.
"Is he dead?" Juvita asked. Bane thumped on the bead with a fist. The sound revealed more than they expected.
Rasol spread his wings, blasting the Bodkins back as he rose. They got up and dusted themselves off.
Arrow nocked an arrow in his short bow and fired it at Rasol, who caught it with little effort. The arrow turned into ash in his hand.
Immediately Rasol's hand started to calcify. He swung at his arm, cutting a part of it off and stopping the calcification from progressing.
Arrow grabbed another arrow from his quiver. His hand glowed charging the arrow. He fired it at Rasol and he flapped his wing blowing it off course.
Arrow fired a couple more arrows but the results were the same. All the while Rasol clenched the muscles in his severed arm. After a while the bleeding stopped.
The moment he stopped bleeding he walked towards Arrow. The flames on Face's candles grew a foot burning bright.
They melted the candles and the wax formed clones of Face. Each one had a different hair color. They closed the gap, the fourteen wax clones walked towards Rasol from all directions.
Each one had something shooting out of their palms. The clone with the red hair shot out fire. Blue shot out water, white shot out ice.
Face stood with her teammates as they watched.