With the two dragonkin, along with all the mages in the Capital, the flood of magic was immense.
A continual flow of fireballs, ice spikes, glowing light, and other random spell effects filled the sky as everyone emptied their mana reserves for the good fortune of the nation.
Then, Dominic tilted his head back and breathed fire into the sky, followed by Katerina, who had him pick her up so she didn't burn anyone.
The flames swirled up through the magic, gathering it before flowing down into the crown and King Claudius, who was now physically glowing with golden magic power.
Katerina was suitably impressed.
She had never seen someone have so much stored power that they actually glowed before.
Sure, her father's eyes glowed sometimes, but that was usually just when he was looking for her mother, or when he was angry at someone. That hardly counted. The King was actually glowing all over, and it was with pure power.
