As the rain continues to batter them both, Anduin takes a breath. He closes his eyes against the chaos, seeking that spark of calm and serenity at his core. The presence threaded through him, ever-present.
As he grasps it, the Light blossoms forth, extending around them like a protective bubble. Warmth washes away the cold and damp, and their section of the maze is briefly illuminated by the glow. The majority of the attacking vines seem to be pushed back by the spell of sanctuary, singed and retreating back into the wall of the maze.
All except for one tendril, now firmly locked around their wrists, no longer wriggling but rigid as steel, binding them together. ]
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As the rain continues to batter them both, Anduin takes a breath. He closes his eyes against the chaos, seeking that spark of calm and serenity at his core. The presence threaded through him, ever-present.
As he grasps it, the Light blossoms forth, extending around them like a protective bubble. Warmth washes away the cold and damp, and their section of the maze is briefly illuminated by the glow. The majority of the attacking vines seem to be pushed back by the spell of sanctuary, singed and retreating back into the wall of the maze.
All except for one tendril, now firmly locked around their wrists, no longer wriggling but rigid as steel, binding them together. ]