"Harmonize."
The orbs drew together, merging into a single, larger sphere. It trembled violently, fine fissures of light racing across its surface.
Then it burst, unfolding into a blinding radiance that continued to swell until the entire space was consumed by light.
Outside, the glow spilled through the gaps in hundreds of piercing rays.
The others, who had been carving through the beasts, instinctively slowed, their eyes narrowing. Within that light… they could feel it. Something immense. Something catastrophic.
Their expressions shifted. Without a word, they exchanged brief glances. then pulled back at once, putting distance between themselves and the source.
"Ozeroth." Whisker called out, his tone turning serious.
"I got it."
Ozeroth stepped forward, extending a hand. In an instant, a golden dome flared, expanding outward to envelop the entire castle in a protective barrier.
