Erend's heart pounded violently inside his chest the moment he saw the battlefield unfold before him. A crushing weight pressed against his chest until every breath became difficult. Fear tightened around his heart as he watched Eccar, Aesa, and Sylven become completely surrounded by Nyssara's clones.
Although each clone possessed only a fraction of Nyssara's true strength, they were still powerful enough to threaten the exhausted Dragonborn.
His friends' Magic reserves had already dwindled to dangerous levels while Nyssara herself had only continued growing stronger. Every passing second caused the balance of the battle to shift further against them, and the possibility of victory became slimmer before his eyes.
"WHERE ARE YOU LOOKING?!"
Nyssara's voice thundered across the sky, snapping Erend's attention back toward her.
The cosmic being moved instantly.
Her serpentine body blurred through the air with terrifying speed before crashing directly into Erend.
