On the vast plains, the centaur Chiron, charging like a giant trampling the earth, let out a piercing roar, his spear flashing as he closed in on Madelyn, growing larger and more menacing in her eyes.
Madelyn remained calm, her blood-red roses swirling in her eyes. A killing intent powerful enough to disturb the very air erupted from her as she began to chant, and brilliant rose petals blossomed behind her.
A mysterious wind seemed to carry the petals as they danced through the air.
When Chiron's spear met the floating roses, his massive body froze, turning him into an unmoving statue.
Then, more and more blood-red petals clung to Chiron, sticking densely to his skin and enveloping him in a sea of flowers.
Moments later, only a faint outline of the centaur remained.
The god-tier mages controlling the formation stared in horror as Chiron, the embodiment of their power and the core of their Macedonian Phalanx, vanished.
