Above, the skies of Valorian were theirs.
Aurora's crystalline barriers shimmered around them, forming a protective dome of light. Her enchantments wrapped each of them in a silken veil of protection, no gap left uncovered.
Beneath the shielding, Sylvaris's silver pegasus constructs carried the women with grace, wings of gleaming argent light cutting through the night. They looked like a legion of angels circling high above the capital, except these beautiful angels were not here to bring any form of salvation.
At the front, Lyra and Kaelira rode like iron statues, unflinching as they scanned every shadow below. The pink-haired human's eyes never stopped moving, searching for the slightest chance of danger. The blue-haired elf's muscly frame was tense, coiled, ready to intercept anything that dared to try hurting her allies. Together, the two tankers formed a vanguard that would be hard to penetrate.
Meanwhile, in the back, not all was serene.
