Emerald Witch

The activation of Kallistra's field spell was unlike anything Eratz had ever witnessed. A blinding emerald light exploded outward, consuming the entire battlefield in a wave of searing brilliance.

The radiance filled every corner, burning with an intensity that forced everyone to shield their eyes.

Far below, Tamara looked up just as the wave of light reached her. Her eyes widened in realization.

"Damn it," she muttered, but it was too late.

The emerald glow surged forward, consuming her and Solnova in its unrelenting grasp.

Even farther away, Victoria pressed onward with Leonidas, her gaze flicking to the side to watch the dragons clash.

Their movements were still violent, but something felt… off.

It was as though their power had dulled, their deadly blasts no longer carrying the same weight.

She frowned, her senses tingling with unease.