Crystal materialized in the alley with a burst of elemental energy, her presence a striking contrast to the dark, stormy night. She effortlessly dispatched the mercenaries with waves of wind and flashes of lightning, their weapons and resolve crumbling under her control.

As the last of them fell back, she turned her attention to the figure against the wall, their expression one of surprise and gratitude. “Need a hand?” she asked, offering a hand.