"We shall suffice," Galadriel called over the sudden din of battle.
Korrin had moved through the demons with a speed and ferocity that was bracing, a glittering barrier across her. At her back, more or less, the human warrior contends with another demon and the pair hold the path to the rift. The human mages, they who had been frozen in combat, continue their fight with barely more than a stray glance at their company and, for that, Galadriel is mildly grateful.
They did not need to face a tide of mortal enemies and demons all at once.
Though, as the revived mages fall back to the yard, away from the main-hall and the antechamber, their company is abruptly faced with the demons they failed to slay. Stone is crashing around them, the stale air suddenly moves with some whipping force, and the walls, it seems, delight in their new-found ability to reflect every tearing screech and bone-rattling scream these things wish to make.
With only two shard-bearers, closing the tear in the veil will prove challenging in and of itself.
"We cannot fight and seal the rift," Galadriel calls to the warriors as she drives her glaive through the body of a shade and, with a heave, rends it in half. "We must draw the demons away or slay them!"
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Korrin had moved through the demons with a speed and ferocity that was bracing, a glittering barrier across her. At her back, more or less, the human warrior contends with another demon and the pair hold the path to the rift. The human mages, they who had been frozen in combat, continue their fight with barely more than a stray glance at their company and, for that, Galadriel is mildly grateful.
They did not need to face a tide of mortal enemies and demons all at once.
Though, as the revived mages fall back to the yard, away from the main-hall and the antechamber, their company is abruptly faced with the demons they failed to slay. Stone is crashing around them, the stale air suddenly moves with some whipping force, and the walls, it seems, delight in their new-found ability to reflect every tearing screech and bone-rattling scream these things wish to make.
With only two shard-bearers, closing the tear in the veil will prove challenging in and of itself.
"We cannot fight and seal the rift," Galadriel calls to the warriors as she drives her glaive through the body of a shade and, with a heave, rends it in half. "We must draw the demons away or slay them!"