As Lark underwent his formidable transformation, Isabell and Marc observed the ominous change, fully aware that the climax of the battle approached. Undeterred by the looming threat, Isabell resolved not to succumb to defeat and swiftly consumed an instant healing potion.
Focusing her strength, Isabell ascended from the ground, her pupils turning an eerie white as she asserted command over the entire battleground. Sand particles and small debris responded to her telekinetic mastery, lifting into the air in an otherworldly display.
With a swift motion of her hand, Isabell orchestrated a whirl of small particles, creating a disorienting haze that engulfed the battlefield. Lark, ensnared in the dust storm, struggled to discern the movements of Isabell and Marc. His surroundings became a chaotic blur as the flying particles obscured his vision.
