The battle between Toren, Ember, and Gedion raged on, each movement precise and calculated. Toren's colossal hammer, once a formidable weapon, now moved with a newfound ferocity. Ember and Gedion, despite their exceptional skills, struggled to match his relentless onslaught.
Gedion, gritting his teeth in concentration, attempted to create an opening in Toren's defenses. "Ember, keep him distracted!" he called out as he lunged forward, his twin short swords flashing in the sunlight.
Ember, his fiery hair matted with sweat, responded with determination. "I've got this!" He circled around Toren, delivering powerful strikes aimed at the behemoth's legs.
Toren, sensing their tactics, shifted his stance and swung his massive hammer horizontally, creating a formidable wall of steel. Ember barely managed to evade the blow, his instincts kicking in just in time. "Close call!" he exclaimed, beads of sweat flying off his brow.