Willow's eyes squinted due to the bright light shining upon her. She was able to make out a yellow crystal that was in the shape of a rhombus and slowly rotating.
Willow instinctively realized this crystal was some sort of weakness. As such, she slashed it.
Along with the sounds of shattered glass, Willow's blade smashed the crystal into many little pieces.
Willow's jet-black sword flashed once more, tearing the walls of the house apart.
Willow's figure flew out, accompanied by shards of wood in the sky. She cast a glance at Apollo, before dashing towards another nearby house.
As for Hex, purple mist had gathered around him. He looked at one of the houses that began to brighten before shooting out a purple shadow towards it.
So... frenemies?