All eyes were locked on Duke Focalor, their primary adversary that night. However, two figures remained caught in the demon's grip—Princess Alora, struggling as his right hand tightened around her neck, and Ivana, pinned beneath his foot, her head crushed harshly into the dirt.
Desperation filled the air as players and NPCs launched attack after attack, trying to free the two women. But Focalor proved too strong. Without moving from his spot, he summoned several magic circles around him, effortlessly repelling every assault. Each blast sent attackers flying backward, their efforts reduced to nothing.
Then, suddenly—something changed.
Ivana's body, pinned beneath Focalor's foot, began to glow with a brilliant white energy. The light pulsed, burning away the shadow tendrils binding her to the ground.
Focalor immediately glanced down, his expression shifting from smug confidence to shock.
What happened?!