The battlefield seems to be holding its breath. Lucian's taunt echoes within my head:
"The merging has already begun." The swirling magic of the realms keeps on expanding, its boundary between the worlds thinner with each passing second.
I look to my mother, to Serafine, who stands with resolution in her eyes despite the increasing darkness.
We are running out of time.
"Abigail!" Serafine yells over the chaos. "We can stop this, but together.".
I nod, hurrying to her side.
She takes my hand, and I feel the usual heat of her magic beginning to merge with mine.
Together, we channel everything we have into letting our magic flow like a river merging in one powerful current.
The energy builds up bright and unyielding between us, pushing back against that dark force that would tear th
