Back inside the dungeon, the battlefield had changed.
An enormous orc towered above the shattered ground, lightning coiling around its hammer.
The creature slammed the weapon down, and a burst of electricity exploded outward, cracking the floating stone beneath its feet.
But Bel was already gone.
He leapt into the air, his feet dancing on a line of floating rocks. Then, mid-leap, he snapped his fingers.
A pillar of normal fire erupted from the air above, crashing down like a meteor onto the orc. Flames swallowed the monster whole, but then the orc roared.
It burst from the blaze, its body glowing with lightning. Sparks bounced off its skin, and the fire slid off like water.
Bel clicked his tongue.
"Tch."
A flying beast swooped down from above, fangs bared.
Bel spun on himself mid-air, his fingers brushing the beast's wing for a moment. A pulse of blue fire ignited.
The creature screeched, engulfed, and crashed through a tree far below.
