Isabel leapt to her feet, braids whipping behind her.
"Ms. Dusko, you're incredible! Finish that fiend!" she cried, voice echoing against the marbled pillars.
Percival's strength waned, his breathing grew ragged.
At last, Esorin could bear the spectacle no longer. He flashed skyward, ready to intervene, only for a thunder-rich voice to roll from the horizon. "People from the Malevolent Path Hall, how dare you run rampant within my Celestial Palace!"
In that fraught instant, a vast presence awakened deep inside the palace. The air vibrated with a sovereign might that pressed on every soul present.
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