"Ziana, don't panic!" Lady Winter's desperate cry echoed through the magical dome, but all Ziana could focus on was the haunting memory of Jackson's chillingly similar attack, sending shivers down her spine.
"Continue to lure him!" Lia urgently instructed, her voice cutting through the rising chaos. The reapers, their powers a vibrant display of elemental prowess, moved in unison. Yael's healer magic surged like a radiant rainbow, intertwining with Lia and Xavier's fiery waves, their hues dancing in a deadly harmony. Lady Winter's dark purple ball loomed large, a portent of power, while Zayden's smaller but intense red sphere burned with electric fervor.
The tension in the air thickened as the dome crackled with electricity, a battleground where elemental forces clashed in a struggle for dominance, with Ziana the unwitting victim of their trials. Each second felt like an eternity, the fates of those inside hanging in the precarious balance of magic and mayhem.
