The elvish fleet maintained position over the ruined city for several hours as our grand forces arrived and swept through the rubble, slaughtering the Risen left behind. I'd taken the burden of the Effulgent Dawn, allowing R'lissea a chance to rest, but it wasn't long before she'd flown from the ship, joining the last Light Company in battle.
"How are you holding up?" Luke asked as the last Risen were purged.
I shrugged. "It's not much. I can probably sustain the light for a week at this rate."
He raised an eyebrow. "The Black Mist gives you that much mana?"
"Yeah, but only because of the curse woven throughout. And we're surrounded by it."
"And the range on it?"
"Zephyriss scouted the area and said it's a little more than five miles across."
"Lady Xiviyah," Jenna called, "Lady Korra said they've located the shard."
"Good." Luke straightened, looking at me for permission.
