At once, Mandal, silent until now, leapt into action. Porus and Karu moved with him, all three struggling but managing to resist the crushing gravity. They landed in a triangle around Ragnar, forming a sharp formation with practiced ease.
Their hands rose, moving in strange, curling patterns that twisted through the air like waves.
"Moon Palace."
The ground beneath Ragnar shimmered. A glowing white circle formed and from it, a pale moon began to spread outward, its light pushing through the cemetery. In the blink of an eye, it expanded, swallowing Ragnar, the black guards and all the grandmaster, engulfing all of them in its eerie glow.
Ragnar tilted his head, eyes narrowing as he looked down at the glowing pattern spreading beneath his feet.
His silver glow flickered brighter, but he didn't move, as though curious to see what they were building.
That was when Knight finally acted.
His shadow blurred, his figure vanishing in a single step.
