The shadows swirled around them like angry storm clouds, choking out all light. Elara felt icy fingers grasp at her throat as the darkness from the false Selene's mouth spread throughout the cave.
"Shield yourselves!" Darian shouted, his voice barely audible over the howling darkness.
Acting on instinct, Elara summoned the mental walls she had just learned to create. Silver light burst from her fingertips, creating a protective dome around the five of them. The shadows hissed and retreated, unable to penetrate the barrier.
"How long can you hold it?" Kael asked, his golden eyes reflecting her silver light.
"Not long enough," Elara admitted, already feeling the strain. Her arms trembled with effort as the shadows pounded against her shield.
Ronan grabbed her hand. "Take my strength."
