The White Tiger dragged itself up on three good legs. Its hind leg dangled uselessly, its tail was a burnt stump, and every breath came out wet. It couldn't even feel its shoulder anymore. That was a bad sign, and it knew it.
Running was out. Lumi was still standing at the edge of the field, smiling at it. Fine! Then it would take the brat down with it. One bite was all it needed!
It lunged.
"Vortex O' Flame!"
Lily fired the spiral at his own feet and shot upward, and the tiger's jaws closed on nothing. It landed hard on its ruined leg and screamed.
It never saw the orbs coming back.
Four fireballs swept in from behind and hit it across the back, one after another. The tiger's legs gave out and it slammed into the grass, chest first.
"Raaagh..."
