"Your Highness it isn't safe!" Isolde cried out her voice hoarse from shouting as the rebel leader rallied his surviving minions. Morgan rushed to Elynor's side. "Sire! This is beyond reckless-" Elynor cut him off with a sharp glance, the prince's power already surging into the very ground. The rebel leader raised his staff with a snarl. "This changes nothing. Attack!"
Isolde's head spun as she watched the attack everything happened so fast that she struggled to process one move from the next. With a burst of crackling magic, the remaining rebels charged forth. Isolde felt a surge of relief and gratitude at the sight of Prince Elynor, even as her heart raced with the intensity of the battle. She gritted her teeth, straining to maintain the magical shield as the rebels pressed their attack with renewed vigor. The rebel leader's dark magic slammed against the barrier, sending shimmering ripples through the air.
