Of fire and lightning, the twin beasts manifested, roaring through the frostbitten chamber right for the Monarch himself. As he directed the ethereal dragons, Gael watched the sovereign, finding the man not evading the elemental force, but confronting it.
With a stomp of his boot, thundering through the chamber, a tempest of frost swirled around the youthful ruler as he raised his blade to the ceiling, "Eis!"
The silver ice erupted, coalescing into the form of a glacial lion, being sent forth against the twin dragons.
Gael planted his feet down, keeping both hands up as his magic clashed with the Monarch's own. Right as the frost-formed lion crashed into the dragons of fire and lightning, the force threw him back.
"Ngh–!"
