Mathias was suddenly surrounded by friendly strangers, all eager to help him and Lila survive. The term stranger must definitely be stressed as it seemed none of them were human at first glance either. The strange throng of allies worked well against the Pursuer, disabling it quickly.
The Pursuer was not done, in a strangely intelligent fit of rage it peeled the crushed helmet from its twisted skull and hurled it at Fazra. Its axe hand was being effectively crushed by the gargoyle. In an empowered effort to free itself the Pursuer moved its free hand against the gargoyle and rammed him toward the wall, everyone else be damned.
Mathias shouted. "Disable the legs! Power comes from the base of the body, don't let him move!."
The Pursuer was not done, in a strangely intelligent fit of rage it peeled the crushed helmet from its twisted skull and hurled it at Fazra. Its axe hand was being effectively crushed by the gargoyle. In an empowered effort to free itself the Pursuer moved its free hand against the gargoyle and rammed him toward the wall, everyone else be damned.
Mathias shouted. "Disable the legs! Power comes from the base of the body, don't let him move!."