"Myne, take your unit and neutralize the patrols on the east side. We'll use that gap to infiltrate the inner perimeter. Once inside, we'll split—your team plants charges along the leyline conduits while mine disrupts the ritual directly."
"Got it," Myne said, her grin returning. "Don't get yourself killed before the fireworks start."
Aiden smirked. "Wouldn't dream of it."
The team moved into position, their movements as fluid as shadows. Myne's unit struck swiftly and silently, eliminating the patrols with precision. Within minutes, the east side was clear, and Aiden's team slipped through the breach.
As they approached the inner perimeter, the air grew heavy with the raw energy emanating from the ritual site. The chanting grew louder, a discordant melody that seemed to vibrate through their very bones. Aiden clenched his jaw, forcing himself to focus.
