The moment the white bear hit the ground, Namyanna didn't hesitate.
She shot forward, staff raised high. A flash of icy light streaked through the air as she brought it down hard on the bear's chest.
A surge of frost magic exploded on impact, severing the last threads of life in an instant. The massive beast collapsed with a final thud, its life force snuffed out completely.
As the white bear fell, a powerful wave of energy burst from Namyanna's body. The frost aura around her thickened, swirling like a storm, encasing her in a vortex of cold so intense it seemed to freeze the very air.
The savage beasts that remained took one look—and panicked.
Terror gripped them. Some dropped their weapons on the spot and bolted, fleeing in all directions. None dared take another step closer.
Ethan watched as the tide of battle finally turned. Just as he was about to give the order to pursue the fleeing beasts, his eyes snapped to Queen Elowen.
She collapsed.
