Thanks to the forces led by Baalbel, the four-winged angels fighting on the ground and the undead army were pushed back. The Raven units and dark elves wiped out the acolytes who were incessantly resurrecting fallen soldiers into the undead. Seeing her army being slaughtered, Ophelia grew furious. She stood and floated into the air, spreading her arms wide. Her body grew immense as golden armor encased her form, and six golden wings erupted from her back. She reached into her own chest and pulled out a long sword of yellow fire, then immediately swung it.
Seeing Ophelia's transformation, the angels and Templars on the battlefield instantly bowed down, even as their enemies cut them down.
"No creature can oppose me," Ophelia spoke, her voice booming and echoing.
