Quizzical gazes fixed on the illusion. Challengers relaxed a bit, but it was too soon to do so. Despite being realistic, some lucky hobgoblins fell through the illusion while trying to find another entrance point, because… well, gravity.
But there were undeniably less than before.
Aito could have used his other realistic illusion to plug another window but saved it for a more precarious situation. If the worst were to happen, he thought about using it to escape or keep his companions safe.
Humans' lives were precious, but his and his comrades' lives meant more to him than strangers'.
Thirty minutes later, the flow of the battle stabilized and seemed to slightly lean in challengers' favor.
Dozens of humans had died by now, most of them being newcomers. Veterans were tough to deal with.
