"Make it rain!" Karsha shouted, pointing his sword at the rhino. From the sword's pool, thousands of golden swords emerged, shimmering with deadly precision.
They soared through the air, a relentless torrent of gleaming blades that began raining down on the rhino.
The massive beast tried to shield itself, its armor-like skin glowing with an intense electric aura as it raised its defenses.
Despite its efforts, the golden swords hammered down with unyielding force. Each blade pierced the rhino's armor, the creature bellowing in pain as it struggled against the incessant assault.
Karsha's focus shifted as he saw the griffin swoop in for another attack. He raised his hand, summoning a crackling glaive that flashed across the sky.
The weapon's arc cut through the air, aiming directly at the griffin.
The beast screeched, its wings beating furiously as it tried to evade the strike, but the glaive found its mark, leaving a deep, fiery cut across the griffin's side.
