Chapter 60: Blood Ritual

Their stare-off continued for a moment before erupting again. 

With each thunderous beat of Aegrasian's wings, it controlled a blizzard of sharp ice shards to rain down upon the beholder. The beholder's eyes flashed briefly as suddenly the immediate area around it started to slow. As if encased in a bubble, time itself seemed to slow down allowing it to more easily dodge the icy hell surrounding it. It then sent out clashing dark energies back in retaliation.

Marinelle, her elegant form left Lassim's side under his encouragement. Weaving through the tempest, she launched precise strikes with her water blades, controlling them to cut through the beholder's defenses. Her attacks, deadly and unyielding, aimed at the creature's most vulnerable spots. The beholder reeled, its body punctured by ice and sliced by water, oozing the dark essence that fueled its form.