A blinding pulse of white light erupted from the myriad Mirror Spheres within the inner courtyard, accompanied by a clear, piercing ring that echoed through the streets. The church's soldiers cried out in pain and surprise, stumbling back as the reflected light burned their eyes. The sheer intensity of the blast was enough to knock many of the weaker soldiers off their feet, sending them sprawling across the cobblestones. The shockwave continued past the enemy company, shattering ice formations and toppling buildings weakened by the Ice Spirit's rampage.
Barely a heartbeat later, the air crackled with chaotic energy as the Mirror Sphere spell turned their assault back on themselves. Bolts of lightning, balls of fire, shards of ice, and a thousand other elemental attacks arced out of the heart of the blinding glow, striking the soldiers where they stood. Screams of agony filled the air, mingling with the sharp scent of ozone and burnt flesh.
