Madeline's voice echoed around Selina, seeming to come from everywhere at once. "Stop this madness, Selina! Our plan hangs in the balance."
Selina ignored her, frustration mounting as she slashed blindly at the mirage. "I won't let you escape, Monica!" she yelled, her voice reverberating.
The ornate walls of the Russell castle entrance blurred into a disorienting maze. Smoke coiled around Selina like grasping tendrils as she turned in circles, straining her senses.
There - a flash of movement. Monica dove through a gap in the illusion, her footsteps light and quick.
The smoke curled around Selina, obscuring her sight.
She swung her sword in frustration, the icy blade slicing through the haze but finding no target. Madeline's illusory maze made it hard for her to attack.
