"Is it done?" Lucien asked, his eyes burning with focus, his voice sharp and steady.
"If we manage to activate it, it will be an instant victory."
"Almost," Damon replied, his hands moving quickly across the glowing device in front of him.
"Just make sure to contain everything. Elira, keep the barrier stable, and the others, get ready!"
Elira continued her chant, her voice echoing through the square as runes began to spiral in the air around her.
The rest of the celestials shifted into position, energy radiating from their bodies as they braced themselves for what was coming.
"MANY OF YOU MAY PERISH!" Lucien shouted, his tone fierce, filled with conviction.
"BUT REMEMBER, IN THE END, IT WILL ALL BE FINE IF THE KING WINS!"
"YES!"
Their unified roar shook the air, and for a moment, even the ground seemed to tremble beneath their collective will.
Sam's eyes narrowed.
'That King promised them something, didn't he? That's why they're fighting so desperately.'
It didn't matter.
