The Realm of Ice Elves (16)

She plunged her dagger into the Sentinel's core, twisting the blade as ghostly energy disrupted the construct's soul-forged magic. The Sentinel froze mid-motion, its form flickering, before it collapsed into dust.

"That's two down," she murmured before disappearing again.

Luna stood in the heart of the battlefield, her staff raised high as her Nightmare Projection expanded, distorting reality itself. The remaining Sentinels hesitated, their glowing visors flickering in confusion as phantasmal horrors surrounded them.

One Sentinel swung wildly at illusions of itself, striking nothing but air. Another stumbled, its mind ensnared by Mind Fog, unable to discern reality from nightmare.

With a sly smile, Luna unleashed Nightmare Bolt, striking the last conscious Sentinel. The ethereal energy corrupted its magic, turning its ice against itself. Frost spread unnaturally through its body, freezing its limbs solid until it crumbled into frozen debris.