Lopsy was just about to spit fury at Morvane when she caught the sight of the energy sphere in Ethan's palm—lightning packed tighter than before, writhing and snapping in on itself.
All her questions got answered in an instant.
"You two!"
Lopsy didn't even bother patching up her face. She threw her voice across the battlefield.
"Knock it off—the king's in danger!"
A Treant rose out of the mud beside her.
It rolled its cloudy eyes, confused, following the direction she was pointing.
On the other side, Gravehook's hook had just torn itself free from the Umbral Servitor Catheryn had created. It twisted around, ready to go help the king—
—and Kaelira shoved a purple-red energy orb forward.
A savage burst of power slammed into the hook.
Boom!
The metal hook-body blew apart again.
The chain snapped into several pieces, and dark green flames scattered through the debris like sparks.
Gravehook stared at the empty length of chain in its hand. Finally, it ran out of patience.
