Lajal
Lajal takes the brunt of the lightning bolt straight on, electricity arcs around him and seems to be drawn partially to his staff. Reeling from the blow, he calls forth a bellow of might; A surge of jungle heat, the scent of ancient earth, and the birth of spectral beasts emerge, their arcane-fueled jaws and talons poised to shred demon flesh. Lajal raise a finger and points to the demon "feast!"
The pack of raptors surge forward...