Time slowed as Elara faced the impossible choice. Save her pack or stop the betrayer. Then Kael moved. Ice emerged from the ground in a perfect circle around Dream, trapping the Primordial in crystallized walls.
"Take the pack!" he yelled to Elara. "I'll handle this!" But instead of striking Dream, Kael grabbed Elara's hand. "Trust me," he said through their link. "I know what to do." Before she could reply, ice formed beneath their feet.
It shot upward like a frozen elevator, carrying them high above the fight. "Kael, what are you doing?" Elara gasped as they soared over the chaos below. "Our people need us!" "They need their Luna to be safe," Kael answered, his ice-slide carrying them toward the mountains.
"And there's something I have to show you." Below them, Dream's laughter echoed across the land. The ice prison shattered like glass, and the Primordial's form changed into something with wings.
