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As they separated, the priest's golden film wavered, cracks spidering through the shield as he breathed heavily. The princess, too, showed signs of wear, chips and fissures marking her stone armor. Yet, undeterred, she raised her arms and drove them into the earth once more, invoking the full strength of her domain.

Around them, the cliffs shifted, forming stone hands and arms that moved to encircle the priest, pressing down with enormous force. The priest's golden shield rippled and expanded, morphing into large spikes to pierce the stone limbs and free him, but the stone hands continued to close in, grasping tighter.