บท 39: DEFINING MOMENT.

Adriana stumbled on her feet as another tremor shook the ground and the surrounding area. Rock particles fell from the surface of the ceilings and rose back to the ceiling. The whole decor seemed to be under some sort of enchantment that renovated every inch of the palace that becomes destroyed or affected, but with the amount of damage that Leonidas and Abaddon incurred, the magic slurred and caused debris to rise half-heartedly.

Ariba was still slumped unconscious beneath some debris, his snores indignantly rising above the booming sound of magic against magic.

Adriana had been nimbly evading the ricocheting fireballs that came her way. It was very hard avoiding the death balls as they came at unprecedented intervals without any specific motion. It was even harder having to watch the fight without having any power to help ease the flow.