Noble Sacrifice (2)

With a burst of energy, the trio launched another assault. This time, they didn't hold back, and it was as if their attacks were a force of nature itself. 

Despite that, Kro'Han evaded their strikes effortlessly, ducking under Flintmace's swings, sidestepping the First's lightning-fast jabs, and parrying Vulcan's desperate blows with ease.

"Annoying pests like you should stay down!" Kro'Han roared before grabbing the First. 

Then, with a flicker of movement too fast for the eye to follow, Kro'Han's palm struck the First's chest, sending a shockwave through the Xyran's body. 

The First was flung backwards, crashing into a rocky outcrop with bone-rattling force. His insides had turned upside down in a complete mess in just one attack.

Watching his former comrade disposed of in such a manner, Flintmace couldn't hold back. He roared in anger, charging at Kro'Han with all his might.