Phloria released a dozen of tier five Spirit Spells at the same time, keeping a Spirit Warp at the ready for the moment she grasped the dimensional coordinates of the farthest place she would see.
The Golden Griffon was sturdy but not enough to hold against a bright blue core pouring every bit of her mana against a small section of a single stone block. A small hole opened in the wall, big enough to see outside.
Big enough to see just another grey wall.
"Brilliant move, but predictable." Thrud clapped her hands again. "There's another room around this one. And then another. And one more after that."
Phloria's knees buckled in exhaustion and desperation, but it lasted only for one moment. With her next breath, she was already standing and her mana core recovering.
"My Queen." Hystar appeared right beside her, his mangled figure had yet to heal from the injuries left by his fight with Solus. "The time has come."
