The White Dragon's breath, filled with icy elements, surged into the tunnel. Lancelot stepped forward in front of Kalalin, his body igniting with cyan flames, attempting to buy time for his companions to complete their spell.
The sweeping flow of energy hit the Human Knight head-on, parting around him like a waterfall around a rock, and in the critical moment, Kalalin did not falter; within five heartbeats, he had activated the spell stored in the scroll. Accompanied by a fleeting bright blue Magic Aura, the 'rock' that had been blocking the waterfall vanished from the tunnel.
The disturbance here was so brief and trivial that the ancient White Dragon did not notice what had transpired within. Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away in a cave, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling, the figures of the group appeared haphazardly around the Teleportation Array.