The king's expression hardened with decisiveness as he processed the situation. "Let's go and deal with them," he declared, his voice carrying the confidence of someone accustomed to resolving the threat before him.
They moved forward while still concealed within the spell that King Aldric had conjured earlier, their party approaching the well unseen.
Once they were positioned directly above the opening, the king raised his hand and cast another magical spell.
"Aerial Grace," The king muttered silently, as the spell activated.
Noah felt the familiar sensation of wind magic as they all began floating in the air. Hovering above the floor as if they were truly capable of flight.
