*During the time Venedix was locked in battle with Malgareth himself…
"RAAGH!" Garan roared, his voice filled with rage as he lunged straight toward one of Malgareth's clones.
The clone was already mid-swing, its large blade crashing downward with deadly force.
Garan met the attack head-on,
*CLANG!
his claws clashing with the sword in a violent impact that sent a shockwave bursting around them.
The ground beneath them cracked slightly from the force, both of their powers colliding in raw strength.
At the same time, Erenhold's chains slithered across the battlefield like snakes, twisting and curling around the feet of the four clones.
His clone stood still, both arms raised slightly as the chains followed his will, binding the legs of each clone and holding them in place.
The metal links shimmered faintly with dark energy, keeping the enemies trapped just enough to limit their movement.