Above the battlefield, Keira and Alice hovered in the night sky, their figures illuminated only by the occasional flicker of distant torches below. The stronghold of Count Gregor stood imposing beneath them, its stone walls bristling with archers and battlemages, all unaware of the impending devastation.
Keira gripped the Veilbreaker Staff tightly, its white and purple crystals pulsing in sync with her mana flow. Beside her, Alice's spirit crystal radiated a soft glow, her body infused with stored magical energy. Keira took a deep breath, steadying her nerves. "On my mark, we unleash the first strike. Aim for their defenses."
Alice nodded, her movements precise as always. "Understood, Keira. Synchronizing mana output."
