Just as Zylle began to feel the tide of the battle turning against the Phantom Assembly, a flicker of movement caught her eye. Through the swirling chaos of combat, she spotted one of her elite subordinates escorting Brita Kuusk towards a less congested area of the auction hall.
A wave of relief washed over her. Their primary objective had been secured. Brita was safe.
'Excellent,' Zylle thought, a small, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips. 'With Brita secured, there's no need to prolong this engagement.'
She immediately made a decisive move, reaching into a hidden pouch at her side. With a swift motion, she unleashed a volley of small, spherical objects, tossing them high into the air.
Dozens of smoke bombs erupted simultaneously, filling the auction hall with a thick, white cloud. The sounds of clashing steel and crackling magic abruptly ceased as the kingdom's knights and soldiers found themselves blinded, their vision obscured by the dense smoke.
