The golden light of R'lissea's Nexus spun around my soul, sending a shiver down my back. Her spell was tight and clean, a nearly identical copy of my enhanced variant.
The Apostles stiffened as the unfamiliar magic settled over them;
"What is this?" Edrin asked, hand on his sword.
Luke motioned for him to relax. "You were asking how my army managed to win so many battles with so few demons? Watch and learn."
R'lissea's aura soared, gentle and warm like the spring breeze, and she began casting another spell. Glittering ribbons of green and gold wove together in seven magic circles. They spun lazily above her hands.
"What kind of magic is this?" the Imperial healer asked, staring at the dual-attributes spell.
"Quiet, Etrial," Elaine said. "Let the girl focus.
He shook his head, hands balled into fists. "I cannot, my Lady. I can't allow these…heroes to cast an unknown spell on you or his majesty. It might be worse than–"
