Kael released.
The dark arrow screamed toward the woman, lightning crackling along its shaft like a serpent made of electricity. Beside him, Yenna thrust her sword forward—three ice spears materializing from thin air and launching in a tight formation.
The woman raised one hand.
WHOOOM.
A wall of wind erupted from her palm—at the attacks themselves. The ice spears shattered into powder. Kael's arrow veered off course, lightning dissipating into harmless sparks. The other arrows met the same fate, deflected, scattered, destroyed before they could reach within five meters.
Wind control.
Cassian moved first. The three-section staff blurred as he launched forward, chains whistling through the air. He closed the distance in a heartbeat, bringing the staff down in a devastating overhead strike.
The woman's whip snapped up.
CLANG!
