The dining hall erupted into chaos as more figures in dark cloaks poured in through the shattered windows. Seraphina and I were outnumbered, but I could see the determination in her eyes as she drew her sword. I reached for a nearby candlestick, the closest thing to a weapon I could find.
"Stay close to me," Seraphina whispered, her voice tense but steady. She raised her sword, ready to defend us against the oncoming attackers.
The first cloaked figure lunged at Seraphina, their blade glinting in the dim light. Seraphina parried the attack with a swift movement, the clash of metal ringing through the hall. She countered with a powerful strike, sending the attacker sprawling to the ground.
I swung the candlestick at another assailant, managing to land a hit on their shoulder. They staggered back, giving me just enough time to move closer to Seraphina. More attackers advanced, their faces obscured by their hoods.
"Elara, behind you!" Seraphina shouted.
