The pirate gave up on running away. He called upon the whale to tank the hit, in the hope of saving the ritual circle.
If he let the circle be destroyed, he would be as good as dead. He had other options than to prevent it.
The whale curled its entire body as the large sword beam cut into its body. It roared loudly, spreading a shockwave to the surrounding area.
"I need to help it!" The pirate clasped his hands together and called upon the power of the Brine. But Mater wouldn't let him do that.
Hellfire chain shot out and wrapped around him.
"You bastard!" The pirate groaned.
A vortex of fire appeared right behind him. Mater had already finished charging the sword again. The panther sliced the sword over the pirate. The sword beam cut the fish-head man in two.
"I'll gladly take your power." Mater smiled.
