I did as he said, focusing all of my remaining strength on the sorcerer. The ancient magic flowed through me, combining with Aurelia's power, forming a surge of energy that rippled across the battlefield. The sorcerer's form flickered, his duplicates dissolving as our magic tore through them.
For a brief moment, as the sorcerer's fractured form began to dissipate, my mind raced to piece together what had just happened. The logic behind it, the sheer mechanics of magic that had allowed us to disrupt his control over time—it wasn't just brute force. It was far more intricate.
