"Where alive?" Seina muttered, clenching her arms, shaking quite visibly. She stared at Tasha, who'd managed to erect a barrier in time, saving her life. She sighed in relief, noting the expression Tasha had held. For all the time she'd known her, there had never been a moment that led her to frown. Yet here she was with her lips curled down.
"Master…" Alyssa echoed, violently shaking with a feverish look.
"Don't… This battle is not one you should be involved in." Morrigan warned, her voice firm as she blocked their path with a raised palm. "I've no idea how Altair could muster such power with his meager cultivation, but he has. So unless you three can match his current strength, you need to retreat."
"But you can do something," Tasha said. "Some Arbiter has set the multiplier to five. You'll be able to—"
