"Adrian!" Will Razer barked, his voice cutting through the confusion. "Get rid of this fog! We can't keep fighting blind."
The hunter nodded, closing his eyes to focus. He could manipulate the fog but clearing it would take time—too much time.
"It'll take about a minute, "he replied, concentrating as he began to work on dispersing the mist.
"We don't have that long," Miyu muttered.
Without waiting for another word, she tightened her grip on her katana, and the air around her began to swirl in response.
"I'll handle this."
She let out a sharp breath and, in one powerful slash, sent a gust roaring outward. The wind howled as it tore through the miasma, sweeping the thick fog away in an instant.
The mist, once a disorienting blanket, scattered like leaves in the wind, revealing everything.
Finally, they spotted Reign, and it was time to launch their counter attack.
