Jordan growled, "Do you think this playhouse could give you mortals an edge? You might rule this place, but you're nothing more than a false goddess playing a pretending game." He lifted his palm and divine magic started flowing into it. "You can't shut off my power no matter how much you try."
The labyrinth was a massive space that was far bigger on the inside than it looked from the outside, a dimensional rift created and sustained with magic. With Jordan now trapped in Merlin's house like a rat in a closed room, she could freely use that space to their advantage.
A large prismatic barrier formed around Jordan, spanning into a spherical shape that's almost one kilometer in diameter.
"What are you planning?" Jordan growled, keeping his eyes on the girls surrounding him. They were keeping their distance, but that didn't mean they couldn't attack him. Especially that elf, her bowstring is strained and already aimed at his head.