54: Keeps Getting Better
“Good work, team. Almost done,” Kyrie encourages. Almost all of their adversaries have been disabled, and Alastair is making short work of those that remain. Myghal has created a large, clear shield of sorts that has prevented all of the defeated darkness creatures’ bodies from plummeting into the trees below and being lost. “What remains?” Saoirse inquires. She’s more tired than she would like to let on, and the sun is not quite halfway through its afternoon descent towards the horizon. “If we don’t destroy what’s left of them, they’ll return to life in the darkest part of the night. Or so the stories say.” “You want a light spell.” “Yes, of the purification type. Myghal is concentrating too much on keeping that barrier intact to use the purifying fireballs, and I want you to try cast
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