Althalos muttered as he looked at the Mermaid contained within the luminous confines of the prism in his hands, appearing frozen in an eternal moment of defeat.
The surrounding water finally began calming down from its previous state fraught with elemental chaos.
The Paladin sheathed his blade and turned towards the remaining mermaids and dragons running helter-skelter. He was about to put the sealed Transcendent away when he felt a familiar surge of spatial energy wrap around it and warp it away from his grasp.
"Your Majesty?"
[Good work, Althalos. I'd handle the rest from here.]
As Jamie's voice resounded in his head, Althalos sensed a surge of energy erupt from behind him, and when he turned around in the direction of the surge, he saw the array of lights resembling the eyes of a spider on the imposing behemoths of machinery that were the EREs flicker dangerously.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!