A powerful force of ancient magic shot across the Northern Seas and everyone within a 100ft proximity was tossed backwards.
The temperature of the water was chilling as it dampened Zariah's hair, her sea pod which was the only protection from the currents shattered by the force of the sudden burst of ancient magic.
Zariah found herself tossed through the turbulent waters by the force, the sea currents carrying her away and tossing her about harshly as she tried to find her balance without the aid of the sea pod.
"Zariah!" Prince Treyton exclaimed as he quickly righted himself and shot for Zariah, his tail pushing through the strong currents till he got to Zariah.
Prince Treyton steadied her right before she could crash into a rock and quickly cast a sea pod to protect her from the currents.
"What the?! What was that?" Zariah asked with a quiet groan, as she lifted her hand to her now dripping hair.
