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All in all, they were holding their ground quite well.

Hector was able to keep his primary focus on Chort while the others kept the little ones at bay, and all the while, Hector continued scooping up Chort's spawn to add to his collection. He wanted to outpace himself, to gather the spawn into orbit faster than he was shooting them back at Chort. That way, their numbers would constantly be reducing while the Beast of Lorent was busy dealing with an endless barrage attacks.

His plans were prematurely ended, however, when he noticed a dramatic shift in the air.

In the back of his mind, Hector had been wondering about the Beast's ability to manipulate the weather, but given that they were in a giant cave, he thought that perhaps that ability had been rendered unusable.

This was not the case.

Dark clouds were gathering at the roof of the cave--and quickly, too. The airflow was changing so rapidly that he hardly even needed the Scarf of Amordiin in order to sense it.

Hector decided not to let that continue.

He added extra mass to one of the cubes and lobbed it up toward the gathering clouds. It cut right through them, of course, but his real objective was to have it hit the ceiling with explosive force--which it did.

That was enough to disrupt the airflow, somewhat. The clouds shuddered, threatening to disperse but not quite following through. All too soon, they were re accumulating--and sparking with electricity, by the looks of it.

More of the others were resorting to freezing tactics, now. Salvador's oversized hands were trailing with icy mist, and instead of just slamming down on the monsters like before, he was grabbing them and holding on until they froze solid--even while they belched fire right onto his face and torso.