"Need a hand?" Flying Demon said as he reached the battlefield with the ballistae.
Elder Laura had managed to regain some control over her battle after the monster took care of the golden spears, but her situation wasn't ideal. The ballistae were still threatening opponents for someone on her level, and she never managed to damage any of them.
Flying Demon laughed when he saw that the Elder didn't answer him. His hand rose in the air, and countless flowers grew in the sky between the inscribed weapons and the powerhouse.
The bolts shot from the ballistae crushed the flowers, but a layer of ice covered them after the shards of Flying Demon's spell filled the area.
The ice froze the bolts and spread through the sky. Flying Demon used the frozen arrow as the cores of a white net that gave birth to more flowers.
The net continued to expand, and it soon reached the ballistae. Golden runes shone on their surface, and bolts materialized on their strings after their light dimmed.