Eris flew back at full speed, and her eyes flashed purple as she tried her best to follow the movements of each of Arad's incarnations. She was trying her best, but the coordination between those four was far above anything that a party of people could hope to achieve. It was as if they shared the same mind, and that was precisely the truth. Those four bodies were all controlled by a single, insidious, and cunning intellect.
One attacked to distract her, one cast magic, and two did their best to keep her pinned down with ranged attacks. Even if the only thing that Arad has that could hurt her was his black hole sword, his punches still hurt like hell.
And then, there was one last thing she had to worry about, and it was Vorvadoss's space magic. One touch, and Arad could basically teleport her anywhere that he wanted, and the last thing she wanted now was a change in their environment.
