I eled the pierg light magic, feeling the holy energy course through my bde, the sacred power of geions of Lio knights flowing like liquid sunlight through my veins.

  The first order knights fought valiantly, their ons and shields w in perfect sync to keep the massive Devourer tained, each warrior moving with the practiced precision that came from tless drills and battles fought side by side. Its sed core pulsed with an unholy light, a siing rhythm that seemed to mock the natural order itself, but we had it surrounded, our formation as unbreakable as our resolve.

  "Hold the line!" I anded, my voice carrying across the battlefield with the authority passed down through my bloodline. I watched Lucas's hands weave intricate patterns as crimson energy gathered around him, the air crag with are potential.

  The pierg inferno spear spell would take time to ma its full devastating power, but bined with my attack, it could pierce those cores ahis abomination's reign of terror. Every sed we bought for Aurelith was aep closer to victory, and I would not let my knights falter now.

  A sudden breeze tickled the bay neck, carrying with it the metallig of trated magic. The air pressure shifted dramatically, making my ears pop, and the wind picked up force with each passing moment, whipping my golden hair about my face. My curiosity got the better of me, ae years of bat training warning against such reckless moves, I risked a gnce behind.

  I felt my eyes widen at the sight before me. Never in my decades of bat had I witnessed such raw power trated into a single point.

  Aurelith stood tall, her form almost ethereal as she held a fully drawn longbow with the priests trying their best to support her. The arrow nocked against the string bzed with an iy that rivaled the sun itself, radiating a brilliant fusion of golden and emerald light that cast dang shadows across the battlefield. Her auburn hair whipped wildly around her face, caught in the supernatural winds of her own making.

  A tornado, massive enough to dwarf the castle's highest tower, spiraled around the arrow with devastating force. The very air crackled with magical energy, making my skin tingle beh my armor. The grouh our feet trembled, and I could feel the stones of the keep groaning uhe immense pressure.

  The sheer magical power made my skin tingle and the hairs on my arms stand on end. This was no ordinary magic - this was the bined might of wind, light, and something else... something that spoke of autumn leaves.

  The sheer magnitude of power made my breath cat my throat. If that arrow were released, I had no doubt it would cleave the earth itself in two.

  My knights se too, their disciplined formations wavering for just a moment as they struggled to maintain their footing against the magical maelstrom. Even the Devourer seemed to pause, its grotesque form shifting as if sensing the immihreat.

  I forced a smile, though inside I marveled at her raw power. Magic like this was rare to witness, even in my years of service to the . "Don't you miss that arrow, Advisor Aurelith." My golden hair whipped around my face as the magical winds reached even our position.

  The Devourer thrashed against the knights' formation, but they held firm, their shields locked together as I'd traihem tless times before.

  The creature's massive form cast shadows as it fought to break free, its otherworldly screech eg off the stone walls.

  My hand tightened instinctively on my sword hilt - even after all these years of fighting such horrors, the sound still chilled me to the bone.

  "Lucas!" I called out. "Ready?"

  He he inferno spear now fully formed above his head, fmes dang with deadly purpose. The three of us stood poised, our most powerful spells ready to strike as one.

  The moment Aurelith released her arrow, time slowed. I watched as it sliced through the chaos, r like a creature of legend, propelled by the might of the tornado she jured.

  The winds spiraled around it, creating a tempest that tore through the thick darkness of the Devourer's form. My heart pounded against my breastpte as the arrow's golden trail illumihe courtyard with an almost divine radiance.

  With a crack that split the air, the arrow struck true against the sed core, embedding itself deep within the beast. But it didn't stop there. It started to spin violently, drilling into the dark matter like an unyielding force of nature. The winds roared louder, banishing shadourging corruption from around its path.

  In all my years as head of House Lio, I had witnessed tless battles, but the raw power emanating from that single shot left me ihe very foundations of the buildings and walls seemed to tremble as nature itself bent to Aurelith's will, her wind magiging through the air with deadly precision.

  “Now!” I shouted, feeling every fiber of my being align with purpose.

  Lucas and I synized our movements. His eyes shoh determination as he released his inferno spear, fmes lig around his hands like hungry spirits. My own magic swirled at my fiips. Together, we unched our spells towards the exposed core, which glimmered amidst swirling debris.

  The light spear surged forward in brilliant arcs, bending towards Aurelith’s arrow as if drawn by some celestial gravity. Lucas's inferno spear followed suit; they spiraled together like two stars verging into a singurity of energy. The bined might merged seamlessly with Aurelith’s arrow, igniting it further still.

  The wind howled around us, lifting me off my feet for a brief moment as the tornado exploded outward in a dazzling dispy of golden leaves and fmes. With unwavering focus, I saw ic amplify her strike; a radiant bea cutting through darkness.

  As the arrow drilled deeper into the Devourer's core with unstoppable force, I felt an exhirating surge.

  The core flickered in agoh its weight as itwined with Aurelith's relentless will, creating a harmony of power I'd witnessed only in legends passed down through the House of Lio.

  Then it happened: like thunder breaking through storm clouds, the arrow tore straight through the creature's body from front to back. The earth shook beh us as raw energy erupted from both ends of its monstrous form, sending shockwaves rippling across the battlefield.

  My armor rattled against the tremors, and I braced myself against the waves of chaotiergy that threateo sweep us all away. The very air seemed to crackle with residual magic.

  "Just who is that elf?" Lucas asked, his eyes fixed on the gaping hole torn through the Devourer's massive corpse. Sunlight streamed through the opening, dust motes dang in the golden beam, illuminating the destru wrought by two, devastating shots.

  The sheer force of those arrows had done what etalions of knights had failed to aplish.

  I turo see Aurelith colpse, her body giving out after eling such tremendous power. The leaves that had swirled iornado now settled gently around her unscious form, creating a bed of emerald and gold beh her slender frame.

  Her longbow cttered to the ground beside her, still appears warm from the raw energy it had ducted. The priests are still trying to heal Aurelith, their hands glowing with restorative magic as they work tirelessly to stabilize her dition. I could see the strain on their faces - whatever she had done had drained her essenearly to its limits.

  As a knight who had witnessed tless battles, I had never seen such mastery over both on and elements - it stirred something in my memory, tales of the fallen kingdom of eternal autumn. The way she had ahe wind, weaving it together with such devastating precision, reminded me of the legends I'd heard in my youth about the royal family of Emberveil.

  Their magic was said to dah the very essence of autumn itself, much like what I had just withe golden shimmer in her hair as she'd fought, the grace of her movements - it all spoke of something far beyond mere bat training.

  "She's just ahat stood toe to toe with me," I said, uo keep the admiration from my voice. The memory of our verbal sparring in Everspri like ages ago now. Few had ever matched my iy ie or dared to challenge my vis so directly, yet she had doh with a grace that spoke of turies of diplomatic experienbsp;

  As the head of House Lio, I'd grown aced to others yielding to my judgment, but Aurelith had showhat wisdom could e from ued quarters.

  A ugh bubbled up from my chest, surprising even myself. "You know, Lucas, I think Aurora's Grace Academy could use someone who turns demons into window decorations. Might brighten up the pce a bit."

  The memory of those perfect circles pierced through infernal flesh made my sword hand twitch with a mix of excitement and professional admiration.

  Lucas let out a long-suffering sigh, still staring at the perfectly circur holes puhrough the Devourer's otherworldly flesh. "Imagine what she'll bee," he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief.

  "Just... imagine." His crystalline focuses ked softly as he shifted, their multicolored light catg on the demon's rapidly fading form.

  The demon's corpse began to dissolve, dark matter dissipating into nothingness, leaving behind only the destru wrought by our bined assault. But those precise holes remained burned into my memory - a testament to power I hadn't witnessed in all my years of bat.

  As head of House Lio, I'd seen my share of exceptional warriors and mages, but this dispy of precision and raw strength was somethiirely different. It spoke of turies of discipline merged with natural talent, the kind of bination that could reshape battlefields.