Ethan lowered his eyes to the snapped blades scattered by his feet, then looked back up at Morvane—who'd finally caught up to what had just happened.
There was even a hint of concern in Ethan's gaze.
"What's wrong?"
"Done fighting?"
Morvane stood at the bottom of the crater, looking—rarely—almost helpless.
He'd been getting hammered with barely a chance to swing back.
And when he finally managed to predict the angle and counter…
he couldn't even crack Ethan's defense.
So what now?
On the other side of the battlefield, the energy sphere in front of Kaelira had grown to a ridiculous size.
Purple-red light washed over the entire forest.
Wild power kept spilling outward. Even the ice sheet on the ground was starting to spiderweb with cracks under the pressure.
Everyone had formed a protective line around Kaelira.
