"[Grand Purification]!" she screamed, her voice raw with effort and determination. "[Elemental Convergence]! [Sacred Disruption]!"
Three master-level spells cast simultaneously, all of them targeting the central ritual. It should have been impossible—no mage her age should have had the power or control to manage even one spell of this caliber, let alone three at once.
But Morgana had trained her well. And more than that, Freda understood that failure here meant the end of everything. That gave her strength beyond her normal limits.
Brilliant white light flooded the chamber, burning away corruption-magic like dawn burning away night. The elements themselves responded to her call—fire, water, earth, wind, light, darkness—all six converging on the ritual sphere simultaneously, tearing it apart from multiple angles at once.
