Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160804171050/@comment-25126355-20160828195937

Walking beside her grandmother, Anariel headed inside the Royal Palace, with the rest of the courtiers. She silently prayed Coridal would be there, to keep up some semblance of being well prepared.

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With another movement of her hands, Cele raised a wall of ice around their group, small, but strong enough to withstand the initial attacks at least. If only I was at full strength! Seh thought, trying to come up with a way out of there predicament.

Realising she still had one trump card up her sleeve, Cele once again fell to the ground and removed her neclace. It was a white stone that seemd to almost glow. Placing it in the palms of her open hands, she began to chant, as the wall she erected fell apart, due to the onslaught of attacks.

Suddenly, the stone emitted a bright light, blasting it through the woods. When the cloaked attackers lookid back at the group of mages and Tatayla agents they saw Celemaira, standing tall, an ornate staff in her hand.

Lifting it into the air, she spun it, before slamming it down into the ground beneath them, causing a blast of ice and lightning magic combined. The remaining attackers were either frozen or electrecuted. As soon as it was over, she fell to her knees, holding onto the staff for support.