The fire blazes at Kain first, and he barely has time to shield his eyes as it strikes him. He spares the left side of his face and that eye, but... not so much the right. It ends up burned terribly, lyrium and flesh melting grotesquely. Next comes the ice... which definitely has an even more noticeable effect, covering his lyrium-twisted form and freezing him in his tracks for a brief moment. The air chilling around him, the demon roars even louder before the next round of attacks strikes, the boulder followed up by the mabari.
He lashes out again at the mabari, fighting to shake him off. He's still going strong, although... there are now a few places on him with obvious signs of irreparable damage, pieces of lyrium or flesh burned or bleeding or otherwise wrecked .He's still semi-fueled by the damage... the blood of dragons still powering whatever somewhat human bits of him are left, but the fight is clearly taking its toll, just starting to shift against him. He again lashes at all three opponents with something similar to a Whirlwind attack, motions swift and powerful, between his sword and claw. He ends his assault with another spray of lyrium crystals. Then, pounding a fist on the ground, Kain brings forth a barrier of red lyrium between him and his opponents, the sharp crystalline structure pulsing eerily.
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He lashes out again at the mabari, fighting to shake him off. He's still going strong, although... there are now a few places on him with obvious signs of irreparable damage, pieces of lyrium or flesh burned or bleeding or otherwise wrecked .He's still semi-fueled by the damage... the blood of dragons still powering whatever somewhat human bits of him are left, but the fight is clearly taking its toll, just starting to shift against him. He again lashes at all three opponents with something similar to a Whirlwind attack, motions swift and powerful, between his sword and claw. He ends his assault with another spray of lyrium crystals. Then, pounding a fist on the ground, Kain brings forth a barrier of red lyrium between him and his opponents, the sharp crystalline structure pulsing eerily.