The Soldier could feel the shadow of death from the moment most of its body had been cut apart or blown away. When Lith reached its back, grabbing it by its legs, the last Clacker could only hope that its dying screech would manage to reach its brood.

Lith used the Float spell to make his enemy weightless before throwing it up in the air and immediately conjuring another spell. Away from its natural elements, water and earth, the Clacker was a sitting duck.

Six fireballs appeared at the same time around the Soldier, one above, one below and the others in a square shape. It was Lith’s tier four personal spell, Burning Prison. The fireballs exploded simultaneously, each reinforcing the effect of the others   Their combined shockwaves ripped the Clacker to shreds while the extreme heat turned it into ashes.

After making sure there were no more threats lurking around them, Lith could allow himself to use Life Vision on Quylla. The wound was already closed. She was a bit pale because of exhaustion, but aside from that, she seemed fine.

Professor Farg had witnessed the whole fight. Thanks to the artifact Tyris had given to her, she had been able to follow the one that took place above and the one below at the same time.

‘Now I understand why Lady Tyris sent me here. Whatever that thing is, it’s no kid. I’ve seen my share of weird stuff, but nothing like that. His shapeshifting abilities make no sense. His strength didn’t improve at all.’ She thought.

‘Damn! I can use Invigoration to restore myself, but if I do that, I could blow my cover. Yet if I don’t and another enemy appears, I’m as good as dead. I’ll choose the lesser evil.’   Lith was panting and wheezing like everyone else, but soon his breathing became steady. To avoid making things too weird, he recovered only about half his strength. Enough to defend in case something happened and at the same time leaving himself tired enough to not arouse too much suspicion.