"Dammit, form up, we have to quickly form a defensive perimeter!" Reign shouted as he scrambled to get off the ground, as did the others, some nearly falling down the mountain because of the explosion.
The Heaven's Hooligans formed a defensive perimeter quickly as they stared at the enemy teams who were charging at them, their weapons ready. The other teams, sensing their last chance to claim the flame, launched a fierce attack, their movements frantic and desperate.
Reign, standing at the center of the formation, held the Flame of Ascendance tightly. His dual swords shimmered with light and darkness, ready to strike at any who dared approach. He knew that the final moments of this battle would be the most crucial. They had to hold their ground and protect the flame until they could secure their victory.
