One saber swing came from above.
Venthros blocked it with an upper arm.
The second swing came from below.
A lower hand deflected it.
The third…
Serika dropkicked the side of the god's head, again, from behind now.
And this time, she grinned as his head twisted sideways.
"I'm not done with you just yet, you damned freak!"
Rykar followed her, slamming a prosthetic elbow into Venthros's exposed ribs. Sparks flew from his metallic limb, but the impact rocked the corrupted deity's core.
Venthros roared and retaliated in a whirlwind with all four of his arms sweeping, fists enhanced with corrupted earth and air, shattering the ground in his fury.
The squad split apart.
Rongtai dove in, tanking one of the strikes with a grunt that nearly cracked his ribs, just to give Quinlan another opening.
Quinlan rushed in with zero hesitation.
