MP: 400/400
Mel's mana was fully replenished.
Her eyes glowed with newfound authority. Knowledge of the power she possessed was burned into her mind.
Mel raised a hand toward the Fiend.
A torrent of lightning launched out, infused with celestial might. Finally, it seemed affected by Mel's magic.
The Fiend recoiled, its grip on Enverna weakening.
Aiming her magic at the tentacle that held Enverna, Mel launched another bolt at it. This ability severed the tentacle that bound Enverna.
The Fiend writhed in pain, its malevolent aura disrupted by Mel's newfound strength. That one bulging eye looked so terrified, all of a sudden. As the celestial energy coursed through her, Mel felt a blend of empowerment and ominous responsibility.
The Tyrant's presence lingered, its cosmic gaze fixed on the unfolding events. Mel turned to Enverna, their gazes meeting with a shared acknowledgment of how incredible this moment was.
