None of it was useless, of course, and they were clearly stronger than Frost, but he had expected a little more. Compared to Syrn, there was simply nothing impressive about them.
The creature tore one leg free of the water and tried to shove past the bear-like man, but Erzaci moved into its path and jabbed at its face, forcing it to turn again.
Krazz used the opening to drive his still-burning sword deeper into its wounded shoulder, while another trigram flashed before the woman's bow as she released a second wind-wrapped arrow, striking near the first.
At the rear, the man raised his hand again, a fresh trigram shimmering before his palm as another stream of water caught the creature's legs. This time, when he pulled, it lost its balance and collapsed onto its side.
The others finished it before it could get back up, then stepped away from the body as its movements gradually stopped.
