The courtyard shuddered as Lady Eryndor raised her hands. From the shadows, a monstrous form emerged — a Grade Four creature, its hulking frame radiating raw destructive power. Its claws scraped against the cracked marble, sparks flying.
Igron's grin widened. "Finally, something to warm up." He stepped forward, illusions flaring, dancing around the monster. Kairo's bones twisted into jagged spears, encasing him in a cage of defense and counter.
The Hound's eyes narrowed, watching closely as the boys moved in perfect synchrony. Igron drew the monster's attention with agile strikes, while Kairo's bone constructs restrained its limbs, piercing and splitting stone as needed.
Within moments, the Grade Four collapsed in a shattering explosion of raw mana and bone, leaving the courtyard silent save for the echoes of destruction.