“We've got options, dammit! We can use all sorts of things to hold them off. We have magic, for Christ's sake!” Her eyes blazed with a mix of fear and determination, daring anyone to contradict her.
I sighed, running a hand through my hair.
“Prily,” I said, my voice deliberately calm, a stark contrast to her frantic energy. “It's not that simple. Using magic isn't like flipping a switch. You know that.”
But Prily wasn't having it. She spun towards me, her body coiled tight like a spring ready to snap.
“Then use the relic!" she shrieked, her voice cracking with the force of her emotions.Use it to create a source of power!”
Her words hung in the air, heavy and charged. I could see the others shifting uncomfortably, caught between hope and skepticism. Prily's eyes darted from face to f
