Suddenly, a massive surge of magical energy erupts from the Astralis estate, a blinding light illuminating the night sky. A colossal bolt of pure celestial magic streaks towards the assembled knights, its power and fury evident in the air that crackles with energy.
Alaric's eyes widen in shock, and he throws himself in front of Beatrice, shouting to the others.
INCOMING! TAKE COVER!
The knights scatter, diving for cover behind nearby walls and statues as the magical blast slams into their midst. The ground shakes, and the air fills with the screams of injured knights and the roar of the celestial magic.
Alaric, shielded by a nearby wall, turns to Beatrice, his face pale.
Are you alright,Beatrice?(Alaric)
As the dust settles from the magical blast, the sounds of clashing steel and shouted battle cries fill the air. The Celestial Order cultists, their eyes glowing with fanatical fervor, charge the knights with reckless abandon. They wield a variety of weapons, from swords and spears to strange, glowing artifacts that crackle with celestial energy.
Alaric and Beatrice emerge from their cover, swords at the ready. Alaric engages a cultist wielding a massive warhammer, their blades clashing in a flurry of sparks. Beatrice faces off against a pair of cultists armed with slender, curved daggers, her movements graceful and precise as she deflects their attacks.
Commander Thorne, his armor gleaming in the moonlight, strides onto the battlefield, his voice booming with authority.
Knights of the Orders, rally to me! We will not be deterred by these fanatics!(Commander Thorne)
The commander's presence seems to galvanize the knights, and they redouble their efforts, pushing back against the cultist assault. Thorne himself engages a group of cultists, his sword a blur of motion as he cuts through their ranks with deadly precision.
Alaric, seeing the tide of battle shifting, calls out to Beatrice.
Beatrice, we need to press our advantage! We must reach the estate's inner sanctum and put an end to this ritual!(Alaric)
Laura, the commander of the Fifth Order, joins the fray, her twin blades flashing in the moonlight as she carves a path through the cultists. Her skilled maneuvers and keen eyes allow her to anticipate and counter the cultists' attacks with ease.
With Laura's arrival, the knights' advantage grows, and the cultists begin to falter. Alaric, seeing an opening, shouts to Beatrice. Now's our chance!
Follow me, Beatrice! We'll breach the estate and put an end to this ritual!(Alaric)
Alaric and Beatrice fight their way towards the estate, their blades flashing as they dispatch any cultists who dare to stand in their way.
Alaric and Beatrice burst into the ritual chamber, their swords at the ready. The room is filled with an eerie, pulsating light, emanating from a massive celestial symbol etched into the floor. At the center of the symbol stands Lord Orion, his arms raised as he chanting in a language Alaric doesn't understand.
Around the chamber, several highranking members of the Celestial Order stand, their eyes closed in concentration as they feed their energy into the ritual. Alaric's gaze falls upon Lady Elara Luminara, her face contorted in a mask of fanatical devotion.
Alaric's voice rings out, filled with fury and disgust.
Orion! Elara! Your treachery ends now!(Alaric)
Beatrice's eyes flash with an intense, fiery light as she channels her magical energy. With a fierce cry, she unleashes a torrent of flames, the inferno engulfing the ritual chamber. The high ranking members of the Celestial Order scream in agony as the flames consume them, their ritual disrupted by the sudden attack.
Lord Orion, his face twisted in rage, turns to face Alaric and Beatrice, his own celestial magic crackling around him.
You dare interfere with our sacred ritual, you fools! The celestial ascension cannot be stopped!(Orion)
Alaric charges forward, his sword aimed at Orion's heart, but the lord deflects the blow with a surge of celestial energy.