After they heard Erend's words, the four avatars becom tensed, but not to the point of outright alarm or fear. Their postures shifted slightly but their expressions remained calm.
Erend's eyes narrowed as he caught the faint smirk on the black-coated avatar's face. It was so subtle that anyone else might have missed it, but Erend didn't.
That smirk wasn't one of amusement. It carried a confidence feeling of the man that made him uneasy. These four weren't just biding their time, they had something up on their sleeves.
The navy-blue-coated man stepped forward, his voice calm but sharp. "I'll go first."
Without waiting for a response, he used his power and an aura of swirling water surrounded him. It moved with a strange fluidity to form a transparent armor that hugged his body. The energy it emitted was cold and the ground beneath him began to dampen, frost and mist of water forming along the edges of the battlefield.
