Alaric deep in his veins feels every aspect of himself shout one word, he tries his best to stay calm but he cannot evade this overwhelming fear as he shouts as loud as possible, "RUN!!!"
Dozens of Royal guards start sprinting toward the noise as roots wrap around some of them, others fall into pits and some are frozen in place by a pillar of ice. Drakorn confidently walks forward, the entire time there is a low deep laugh coming from him as he steps ever closer.
He steps into a trap as a magic circle bursts in a bright light as ice encases him. Alaric tries his best to run but Jibani grabs him and yells, "You need to calm down! He's been trapped, they're ain't a reason for you to run anymore! We've got to handle the rest of 'em!"
"You do not understand!" Alaric shouts as he looks back in fear, "It will not be enough!"
