With determination and fury coursing through him after losing three of his spirits to the [Corrupted Archbishop], Karl charged forward, his [Spectral Blade] gleaming in his hand.
His emotions were raw, but his mind was sharp.
He knew that if they didn't act quickly, more spirits—or even one of them—could fall.
This wasn't just about revenge; it was about survival.
Karl was determined to end the fight here and now.
"Celeste, keep him in check! Don't let him use any more skills!"
Karl shouted as he sprinted toward the boss.
His voice was firm, but his mind was already racing, issuing silent commands to his spirits.
Frappy, Wolf, come with me.
The [Frenzied Rabbit], perched on Celeste's head, leaped onto Karl's in a single bound, its tiny body trembling with energy.
The [Alpha Dire Wolf] fell into step beside him, its powerful frame radiating readiness.
Elite Lizard Soldier, fire your arrows from afar.