Fernando closed his eyes, reclining back with a dismissive chuckle. "We'll see."
Back to Alexander's situation.
Alexander stood on solid ground, watching the area around him turn into dark, slippery mud. His eyes scanned the chaos that had erupted so suddenly, the once-stable clearing becoming an unpredictable mire. He felt his footing begin to give way as the earth shifted beneath him, forcing him to adjust quickly to maintain his balance.
"Damn it," Alexander muttered under his breath. "He used all of this as a diversion."
He could see his team's formation falling apart, the soldiers losing their footing, struggling against the sudden shift. He snapped his head toward Jui-Lao, whose expression was twisted in concern.
"What about the other teams?" Jui-Lao shouted, his eyes searching the shifting battlefield.
