The sky was filled with a spectacular display of spells, making even the grandest fireworks in Awor pale in comparison. Harry and his friends watched in awe as icy spikes and lightning dragons filled the sky. However, none of these spells could touch the Dark Lord; his dark beams cut through everything in their path.
"Holy shit," Thrain gasped, unable to believe his eyes.
The spells from the angels and elders, no matter how powerful, were effortlessly neutralized by the Dark Lord's dark beams. It was clear to them that he was toying with his enemies. The question was why. As students, they didn't know the portal to the Skyhall realm was within the Mazeroth Academy. They assumed the Dark Lord was here to destroy the academy as part of his revenge against the Skyhall.
