{THIRD PERSON POV}
The clash came like thunder.
Magic met steel, screams filled the air, and the forest floor covered in blood and fire. Horses reared, blades rang, and the cries of witches and hunters alike melted into one cacophony of war.
At the forefront rode Morganna, her white cloak snapping behind her, eyes blazing with rage. She lifted her hand, magic coiling around her fingers like a storm ready to break.
"Aeth'eris Astrynox!"
Light exploded into form, lengthening into a blade of pure white, radiant energy. She gripped the hilt, her arm steady as the weapon thrummed with raw aether.
A witch hunter charged at her, sword raised high. She twisted in her saddle, her glowing blade darting forward. The point punched through his chest and burst out his back. Morganna snarled, lifted her arm, and split him clean from his chest to his head. His scream was cut short as his body crumpled to the dirt, lifeless.
