Salazar's return was like a gust of wind reigniting a dying flame. The group rallied around him, drawing strength from his resilience. The Raglers, undeterred, continued their relentless assault, their numbers seemingly endless.
Garza, seeing his brother alive and fighting, let out a triumphant shout, "Salazar!" He plowed through a group of Raglers, making his way to him.
Salazar caught sight of Garza and grinned, swinging his metallic ball to clear a path between them. "Thought you'd seen the last of me?" he quipped.
Garza laughed, pulling Salazar into a tight embrace, even as they kept their guards up. "Never doubted you for a second," he replied, though his voice betrayed the relief and surprise he felt.
Lando, fighting nearby, called out, "We'll celebrate later! Right now, we have a fight to win!" He moved to Salazar's side, clapping him on the shoulder, a silent acknowledgment of gratitude and camaraderie.
