The Queen recognized this fact and decided to go all out. She pulled the demon closer, her white flames roaring as she began to weave a cage of solidified fire around its limbs. Her red dragon dove down at the same time, using its massive claws to pin the demon's legs to the ground. They were working together to anchor this particular iteration so it wouldn't spawn again.
This is my chance…
Althea saw the opportunity… and she didn't waste a single second. While the Undying Flame and her dragon tackled the demon, she began to chant her Order Declaration.
Her voice was low and resonant, carrying a weight that seemed to anchor the very air. She wasn't just speaking; she was projecting a command onto the fabric of reality. She intended to turn the whole surroundings for miles into a zone that was dead still with order.
She didn't know the exact mechanism of the Holy Son's powers, but she knew her logic was sound.
