Phloria released a dozen of tier five Spirit Spells at the same time, keeping a Spirit Warp at the ready for the moment she grasped the dimensional coordinates of the farthest place she would see.
The Golden Griffon was sturdy but not enough to hold against a bright blue core pouring every bit of her mana against a small section of a single stone block. A small hole opened in the wall, big enough to see outside.
Big enough to see just another grey wall.
"Brilliant move, but predictable." Thrud clapped her hands again. "There's another room around this one. And then another. And one more after that." frёewebηovel.cѳm
Phloria's knees buckled in exhaustion and desperation, but it lasted only for one moment. With her next breath, she was already standing and her mana core recovering.
"My Queen." Hystar appeared right beside her, his mangled figure had yet to heal from the injuries left by his fight with Solus. "The time has come."
"Excellent. General Ernas!" Thrud said and Phloria found herself standing on attention.
"At your orders, my Queen." Her body moved against her will and gave Thrud the salute. Her mind registered her rebellious thoughts just to ignore them.
"You know what to do."
"Yes, my Liege." Phloria kneeled to the Mad Queen while putting into practice the technique for the violet core that she had been forced to learn during her captivity.
Her body was surrounded by deep violet light as instinct and willpower triggered her final act of free will.
Phloria's hand reached for her golden lily pendant in search of the solace of its familiar weight, yet it found nothing. It was only then that Phloria allowed herself to cry.
***
Griffon Kingdom, city of Valeron, Throne room, a few hours later.
"It's over." Orion fell to his knees as his determination turned into desperation. "My daughter has now become a slave to the Mad Queen."
The Davross of the Royal Fortress armor emitted a silvery sound as it clanged against the gold-veined white marble of the floor.
Jirni walked to his side and placed her hand on his shoulder. Her face was the usual calm expression, yet when she opened her mouth to say something to console her husband, nothing came out.
Every lie she could think of, every good word and plan she devised were crushed by the feeling of helplessness that was ravaging her mind and heart. Jirni knew that fear couldn't do her any good, but the idea of not seeing her daughter ever again filled her with dread anyway.
"Not yet." Lith's face was a stone mask of determination. "Even though Phloria has most certainly fallen prey to the Unwavering Loyalty array, there's still time."
"What do you mean?" King Meron asked, puzzled by those words.
Orion looked at Lith with a mix of hope and fear. Hope that Lith could really pull another of his miracles and fear that, whatever his plan was, it would be another failure.
"I spent these last few hours thinking what I'd do in Thrud shoes." Lith replied. "First, I'd force Phloria to gain the violet core. Then, I'd let her get accustomed to her new condition and teach her about my techniques.
"Yet only after learning from her everything she knows and testing how her Blade Spell works would I send her back to the battlefield. To be turned into the perfect weapon, Phloria needs to know everything about Thrud's army and Thrud needs to know everything about Phloria.
"Even with mind links, it will take days."
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