Meanwhile, Angelina unleashed her full power against Angus. She had been holding back in her earlier battles, conserving her strength. Now she released everything she had, decades of accumulated magical knowledge and refined technique channeled into devastating assault spells.
Angus caught her attacks with casual ease, his transformed body barely registering impacts that should have killed a normal wizard instantly.
Eradarin tried his reality-warping magic, attempting to exile Angus from the battlefield entirely by opening a rift to elsewhere. But Angus simply stepped sideways through dimensions, reappearing exactly where he had been standing moments before.
Oceana called down the sky itself. Lightning struck Angus in repeated bolts, each one carrying enough energy to power a city for a day. The transformed wizard stood in the center of the electrical storm and laughed, the harmonics of his voice somehow audible even over the thunder.
