As this thought crossed his mind, he even had a moment to inwardly scorn the cannon fodder surrounding the beast, already plotting how he would "clean up" the scene afterward to claim the largest share of the spoils.
However, at the critical moment when a Barbarian roared and raised a red-glowing Giant Axe to strike the Nightmare's slender neck, when a Wanderer's Poisoned Dagger slid silently toward its softer flank, and when Cyrus himself readied his next Imprisonment Spell to completely crush its resistance...
BOOM!
A sudden explosion, not originating from within the battlefield, erupted from the side.
Before the sound faded, a shadow moving at extreme speed shot forward like a bolt of black lightning tearing through cloth. It carried a hair-raising shriek as it tore through the air, slamming with brutal, unreasonable force into the most crowded part of the battle.
"Who's there?"
"Stop him!"
Cries of alarm and angry roars rang out simultaneously.
