Our bolts of mana exploded in the air, painting the sky violet as Adelina's Fire Mana mixed with my Ice Mana, hopefully alerting the others that there was something happening at the center of the city.
The deep blue portal whirled to life above the Cultists heads, spinning faster and faster as more mana was funneled into the gateway that connected Arbo City to somewhere else, somewhere that these Cultists had stored away reinforcements of some kind.
Anput was a blur of silver and tanned skin as she carved her way through the crowd, her scimitar caked in viscera and flesh, all while her Metal Mana began to coat her entire body, deflecting blades from piercing her flesh as she forwent defense and opted for offense entirely, her scimitar cutting a path towards the portal with fluid swings.
