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Uzair then grinned fiercely and said, "Let's see how long you can handle this!" Sian unleashed his technique after seeing Uzair giving it his all. "Die!" He gripped his golden lance tight and charged toward Severin with murderous intent. His technique was razor-sharp, and each stroke possessed ultimate killing intent. With every sweep, a hundred-foot golden lance beam materialized in the air. Any ordinary level eight supreme saint would cower before Sian's might as he resembled a rabid demon. However, a sneer appeared on Severin's lips when faced with Uzair and Sian's combined assault. "You make a lot of noise for a puny little insect!"

“Hi Ellaine! It’s nice to see you again!” She didn’t know what to say at that. She just loosened her hold and allowed herself be thrown once more. “Finrod took out his sword and pointed it towards his opponent. “Surrender and you shall be saved. Resist and you shall perish.” “I’d rather die than take orders from a pathetic elf like you!” They both lunged at each other but Finrod was faster. He swung his sword across the monster’s chest but the other brought his arms up to repel it.

“Oh god. That's not good.” I stood rooted in my spot, debating whether I should retreat. The playing field was snow-ridden and grossly uneven. Add in my mortal terror, and I had a potent cocktail of flee. What if it wasn't Sauron? What if it was something even worse?

he laughed evilly. "Phoenix, you can't beat him, right?" she mind linked her mate. "I can only injure gravely him at best. But to really take him down, I'll need your help. This man's a real powerhouse," he admitted. Phoenix dodged another attack launched from the old man's bare hands. That's one of the prominent distinctions between a wizard and a sorcerer. One needs the sceptre and the latter doesn't require it at all. "Cephina?" she called out to her battle assistant.

Like he had built it out of Lego around him. The next to enter was Gamba. He wasn’t anywhere near as massive, but he was carrying a lot more weight. It was his steps that caused the ground to shake. His rocky features were a bit like the trolls we had encountered back in Flatland, but somehow even less human. And, in the rear, was Cheng. He seemed dwarfed by the other two. Even if we’d had Phil’s time-stopping device, I couldn’t see it helping that much. How do you defeat a super-sized balrog and a walking mountain?