"Too bad," he grinned, "I sort of liked the girly you." Charles tried to fly up but Phillip wasn't going to let him off so easy. Ella sent springing vines up, to wrap around Charles' wings, binding them together. Phillip slammed his blade into the ground, sharp ice shooting up, reaching for Charles. If he fell as they hoped he would, he'd be encaged in ice so thick and so cold, it wouldn't be melted so easily. But just to make sure, the Demon Warriors lent their Prince their power, rock going to surround the ice, metal going to surround the rock, water going to surround the metal, wind surrounding the water, and fire surrounding the wind all in spheres around other spheres.
The ultimate prison. It would give them time to figure out how to reverse whatever had been done to Charles. They didn't want to kill him. But if he couldn't revert, they might have to. Red and Wolf were good at books and knowledge about obscure things, right? Maybe they'd be able to find something. Ariel and her friends were good at talking to a great deal of powerful people, so maybe they'd find something too. Karin had knowledge about powerful magic, maybe she'd know how to assist as well. And obviously Duck had what Charles' wanted. He could pacify any major threat to any other land by keeping Charles occupied here, giving him a reason to stay in one place. Ella and Phillip were more like guards. They didn't have access to the resources the others did. Ella was just a forest nymph and Phillip could only pull so many strings.