The whole Eleanor’s body was covered with the black fire and no matter how many white fire orbs they sent towards her they could not reach. To anybody else it would look like she became invincible but Sybil felt her weakening powers yet did not understand how she could absorb so much white fire without being injured.
Azriel was working in a perfect synchronization with Sybil sending one orb after another the same as Sybil trying to breach the black fire Eleanor covered her body with but to her view it looked impossible to breach. “Just continue. She is weak.” Sybil was calling to Azriel who got meanwhile to the opposite side behind the Eleanor. Sybil saw wavering and hesitation in Azriel’s eyes and needed to encourage her.
Sybil knew Azriel could not feel the amount of the power Eleanor
