- POV General -
The large combined attack came straight at the griffin who began to stretch its wings to counter with its own fire. From a distance, it was impossible not to feel the intensity of the fight, yet Freya was far too busy with the other two Demons. It was up to the soldiers of the Empire to take down the black creature and they were putting all their strength into it. The griffin, despite one of its damaged wings, was ready to receive the attack.
It was far too big to avoid it and had no intention of doing so anyway. The beast had a great pride due to its race and the humiliation of earlier, it had not forgotten it. That ball of lightning, fire, wind and fog element was only a few meters away as the Demon created such a huge fireball. It had appeared generated by its tail and wings and all without the slightest effort.
