Reynold stood atop the carriage, watching the stare down between the two.
Even from a distance, he could feel the overwhelming power radiating from the Barbarian King and Renard.
Their laughter, while seemingly lighthearted, only masked the tense atmosphere around them.
The air shimmered, vibrating with their restrained energy, ready to erupt at any moment.
The tension was palpable, the raw energy between the two figures was so dense that it appeared like the very air was pushing against the fabric of space.
Suddenly, a faint glow surrounded him and the carriage, and he didn't resist as the world dissolved around him in a swirl of energy.
In the blink of an eye, the grassy plains, the Barbarian King, and Renard's radiant figure vanished.
When Reynold opened his eyes, he found himself standing in the lush, peaceful garden of the Dwight mansion.
The scene shifted from the chaotic battlefield to this serene haven.
