MAD END'S DECEPTION
Feviel said.
With that, he mounted his eagle and drove upward into the chaos, his sword flashing as it cut through the flying beasts rushing into his path.
Araheen drew her sigil needle.
Work took over at once.
Power gathered, folded, and answered. Around her rose three crafted guardians: one leonine and plated in wind-hardened silver, another tall and narrow like a stalking heron with blade-like limbs, and the last broad and heavy-shouldered, its maw too large for its skull, built for one purpose alone—to crush. They moved into formation around her without command, circling close like sworn sentries, tearing apart any beast reckless enough to draw near.
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