The palace command chamber trembled from the sheer force of power constantly colliding outside its walls.
Every few seconds, another distant explosion rippled through Atlantis. The ocean itself groaned under the pressure of abyssal corruption and overwhelming mana clashes.
Yet despite the chaos, the Royal Palace was standing strong and stable thanks to the presence of its King, Arthur.
Albedo sat against a fractured section of coral-stone near the emergency medical station, his breathing steadying gradually as he restored mana.
He had burned through a considerable amount chasing Mera through the Abyssal Corridor while fighting continuously without pause.
The medics surrounding Mera worked quickly.
Atlantean healers layered refined restoration magic over her body, carefully peeling away traces of lingering abyssal corruption.
Soft blue light pulsed around her as runic formations activated one after another.
