Esben Mathiassen
Their combined strikes quickly wore away at Adrammelech; with odds of one against seven, that was an entirely foregone conclusion. A destroyed joint in a wing, a blinded eye, and still they chipped away at the rest. Izayoi turning the lesser eidolon's own attack back against him was an unexpected turn, but with the deep, blackened gash rent straight through Adrammelech's armour revealing softer flesh beneath, Esben wasn't going to complain about the surprise. He just had to come up with the best way for them to exploit it—
He blinked as Adrammelech did. Without a thought he dashed forward, his blade whipping out of its scabbard to intercept the bolt of lightning that was flying for Selene, his muscles convulsing for a moment as the energy blasted through him and into the ground. He slid to a stop, confident that both of his fairies had escaped retribution for the moment—indeed, Eos was already working to try and keep Rudolf from getting literally cooked by the electricity that had been coursing through his body repeatedly—and looked to the flames that were now interposed between Miina, her spike, and the falling spirit.
If that would occupy it...
"Galahad, get behind his head and yank it back! I don't care if you grab his horns or bridle him with your halberd, just get it done!" he shouted. Forcing head and shoulders back would only serve to open him up further. "Izayoi, you and I are wrestling one arm, Rudolf has the other! Chisato, Éliane, as soon as we've got him open concentrate fire on that hole in his chest!"
If he was a bit closer, he would've tried to run and get Miina out from under the spike and the black flame before the draconic being crashed into it, but running to save Selene put him just out of reach. Ideally she could capitalize on it to get out on her own; if not, she'd be in the perfect position to fire off into Adrammelech's chest herself, so he wasn't too worried about how she'd factor into this next attack. Assuming she wasn't entirely crushed, although given what Cid had told them about not getting killed and their hurts being healed after, that didn't seem too great a worry.
Instead, he rushed for the hand that he and Izayoi were the closest to, reaching out to pin it with his sword and force the spirit's arm back to forcibly expose the gash in his chest.