"You dare!" Ziza trembled with fury and pointed his finger at Asher.
"Cease him this instant!"
The knights swiftly closed the gap, but to their shock, their control over their force faltered. The solidified water that formed the spearhead dissolved mid-air, splashing uselessly to the ground!
Then, as if their very essence had been stripped away, they fell to their knees, their bodies devoid of power.
The noblemen and women were initially stunned into silence, but as respected figures in their midst began to gasp and collapse, dread crept over the crowd like a chilling mist.
Jonah, once a symbol of unshakable strength, now wavered precariously. His knees buckled, sending him crashing to the stone ground. The sound of his impact was like a crack of thunder, and yet, instead of his flesh tearing, the stone beneath him formed a web of jagged cracks, as if the very earth itself was shattering under the force.
