Suddenly, Aurora let out a long sigh in my mind.
'There's no point arguing with a childish girl.'
Lyrate froze.
'What did you just say?' she asked, voice dripping with offense.
'She said you're childish,' Ragnar answered immediately, laughing like this was the best entertainment of his day.
'I can hear her, Ragnar,' Lyrate snapped.
'Then why did you ask?' Ragnar replied, honestly confused.
Aurora chuckled softly. 'Exactly my point.'
'You idiot,' Lyrate growled, and I felt her irritation spike like a blade. She swung her hand downward. The massive tree she had summoned shuddered, and dozens of thick roots shot upward like spears, tearing through the stunned Del Rey grandmasters.
The formation below shattered completely. The Del Rey army dissolved into pure panic, running in every direction as roots ripped through ranks, formations, even defensive arrays like they were made of wet cloth.
"NOOOOO!" Herald's scream tore across the battlefield.
