I did not think. I simply moved, power surging up through me before I even consciously reached for it, silver light exploding outward from my palms like a shockwave rolling across the battlefield.
The Voss warrior standing over Isolde flew backward as though struck by an invisible wall, his blade clattering uselessly into the mud several feet away. The light did not stop there, rippling outward across the entire border, knocking attacker and defender alike briefly off balance, the very air humming with power I still did not fully understand how to control.
Isolde stared up at me from the ground, wide eyed and shaking, blood soaking through her sleeve. "You saved me," she breathed.
"Don't get used to it," I managed, already moving to help her upright, my whole body trembling from the eff
