Andona spread all her wings again.
Bright motes of light rained down from above.
They slipped through the ice and sank into every mechanical body. At the same time, a pale-gold barrier closed around the group again, sealing them off from the energy about to erupt.
Inside the machines, those light-motes kept stretching.
They threaded along internal lines and conduits, then condensed into golden blades.
The first sword punched out through a Rhazek's chest.
The second speared straight through a Neisemann's head.
Then more and more light-swords bloomed at once—out of joints, cores, and weapon systems across the mechanical army.
Silver-white bodies split from the inside out.
Ataneya also hurled the two tiny infernal fireballs in her hands, one to each side.
They skimmed low over the frozen floor.
The moment they reached the center of the mechanical ranks, both infernal forces detonated.
BOOM—!
A violent sonic blast expanded from both ends of the palace toward the middle.
