Phil watched as Beau and the air elemental, which he yet to meet, quickly retaliated to the Vygorns attack. Beau conjured a bladed weapon and the air elemental threw balls of forceful wind to dispatch them. After all but one of them fell, The air elemental grabbed the lone survivor and threatened him. After that, The man quickly summoned a sword and slashed up at the air elemental. Then, the rest of the Vygorns got up and one said menacingly "You think so kid? That was just warm up. You now gave us time to count all of you and figure what you can do. Nature powers, bah!" he said as he spat at the ground. Phil was slightly paralyzed by what just happened but shook out of it quickly enough. 'Why does it have to be night still?' he thought to himself as he struggled to conjure a dagger of moonlight and then lunged, through the group, at one of the Vygorns on the left. His blade was quickly deflected by the Vygorn's Blade, Phil then found himself deflecting attack after attack of merciless swings, each time the Vygorn's Blade felt like it was trying to adsorb Phil soul. After one opening, Phil twisted and slashed the Vygorn's blade from his hand which was quickly followed by a hilt smash to the Vygorns face. Phil exhaustedly sighed as he looked at the seemingly unconscious body of the Vygorn and then turned to see how the rest of the group was holding up, why did he have to fight at night?