Mana nodded and grabbed Mahads hand and pulled him onto her staff and said “no time for walking!” She flew using her staff like a broom and took off towards the fighting. 

Zhara was matching blast to blast with the cultist, blood covering them both. Zhara panted as she moved to summon a new monster; her eyes bright. “I will protect my king…no matter the cost!” She cried out and a fresh wave of shadows burst out, her own growing in size and taking shape of a huge wolf.