A couple minutes prior.
Outside the cavern, Morgana drove her staff toward the last knot of greenskins fleeing through the trees.
"[Voltaic Tempest]!"
Lightning filled the ravine. It struck the first creature between the shoulders, split through the four running beside it, and kept spreading until white veins covered the entire slope. Bodies tumbled through the brush beneath the fading thunder.
Morgana lowered her smoking staff with immense satisfaction.
The others could crawl through tunnels and rescue stolen children. She had been placed where an Elemental Sovereign belonged, far from the cramped fighting, with enough room to erase anything attempting to escape.
Blossom's voice burst through [Master's Link] with the same enthusiasm she brought to almost everything.
