"Monarch's Authority has partially applied.
Your stats will no longer be affected due to skill: Unshakable Mind.
Your fighting spirit is returning to normal due to skill: Unshakable Mind."
I gritted my teeth and rose to my feet. I wasn't the only one affected by her skill—Vyaghra and Jambavan were also on their knees, breathing heavily.
Only Nymeria stood unaffected, covered in an icy aura, staring directly at the figure approaching us.
"Wrap your body with Soulforce," she shouted, drawing her sword.
"I was going to do that," Vyaghra muttered, as black vapor began emitting from his body.
Jambavan also got up, covered in crimson energy.
"Raj, do it quickly. She will reach us soon," Nymeria snapped, as the figure's vertical-slit pink eyes glowed through the fog.
"That's unnecessary. Her ability doesn't affect me," I boasted, drawing my sword.
"I expect no less from my savior," Vyaghra declared.
