Caged

There on his right side was his enemy. He was floating in the air and had no physical body. His skin color was a pale green and his eyes were as dark as the night sky. His blonde hair was floating in all directions together with his robe. There was also a swirl of vines and leaves that followed him around.

The burly man did not expect his enemy to suddenly transform. He stretched his hand towards the remaining weapons he had and threw them towards the floating Nahar. All those weapons passed through him and did not create any damage. He gritted his teeth and tried several times but all of it just passed through the corporeal body of the elf.

"Do you really think that any physical attacks will hurt me?" Nahar sneered, "This is my true form as the guardian spirit of the forest and in this form, nothing can hurt me."