Every attack converged on Evander at once. He smirked, and golden light surged from his body. He pushed forward under the barrage, taking the strikes head-on. The impacts slowed him slightly, but none of them was able to do real damage.

"Evander, let me help you!"

Elowen called out as a silver-white longsword appeared in her hand. She swept it across in a wide arc, forcing several attackers back and clearing space around him.

The three Quinton family guards held the flanks, blocking incoming