The faint crack of light spilling from the edges of the black door intensified. For a brief moment the battlefield fell silent, the tension heavy enough to smother the air.
The six avatars exchanged glances, their expressions shifting into urgency, perhaps even desperation. As if they finally found something they been looking for so long time.
Then, the jet-black-coated avatar broke the silence with words that carrying an authority that sliced through the stillness.
"Now," he said simply.
Then together, the avatars turned from Erend and Eccar, their focus snapping toward the black door. They moved with breathtaking speed, their coats billowing as they dashed toward the source of the light.
Erend's eyes widened in realization. "They're going for the door!"
Eccar, on the far side of the battlefield, caught on just as quickly.
