Teacher? Sellen?
But what reinforcements? Who in this world could beat the rampaging Queen of the Full Moon?
Everyone was full of questions, but the situation was too desperate to ask. Tarnished told them to hold on a little longer, so they would-they trusted him.
The Queen of the Full Moon floated in midair, tossing down magic missiles like handfuls of candy. Spells that ordinary sorcerers needed lengthy chants to cast had become casual basic attacks in Rennala's hands. The five people below understood with painful clarity why the once-arrogant Erdtree had chosen a marriage alliance with Caria.
"Radagon fought this madwoman to a standstill? That took some serious guts!" Even Laurendi, a diehard Radagon hater, changed his tune. That was how terrifying Rennala was.
"Tarnished! Shield!" Rodini remained dependable. He threw over his Crucible Hornshield, then slipped behind Laurendi.
"Thanks!"
Tarnished caught the shield. Finally, he no longer had to tank magic with his face. He raised the greatshield and crouched behind it with an arm around Nepheli.
Rennala spotted the scene from above. Previously relatively calm, she suddenly flew into a rage. In her cool, haughty queenly voice, she delivered an accusation as bitter as that of a neglected wife: "Radagon, how dare you cozy up to that woman right in front of me?"
Everyone froze. Laurendi looked around. "Radagon? Where?"
Of course, Radagon could not possibly be here. Everything Rennala saw was a dream constructed from magic.
Too softhearted to scold her husband, she immediately turned her fire on the "other woman."
Rennala glared at Nepheli. "Marika, I won't back down again... I'll defeat you and take my husband back myself!"
Every gaze swung toward Nepheli. The warrior was just as bewildered. Pointing at her own nose, she asked, "Marika? Who, me?"
The moment she finished speaking,