The numbers were mercilessly clear: it was mathematically impossible to bring down the monster before the five minutes ran out.
'If it is five minutes,' Elio thought, exchanging a look with Mei.
The hypothesis about the time limit was based on their experience with frenzy, Elio had seen that ability many times in his practices, confirming its duration.
But metamorphosis... they only had theories.
Mana was depleting, the monster's resistance seemed endless, and time... time crawled slowly, taking with each second more of their precious energy.
Desperation began showing on the soldiers' faces as they watched their attacks bounce harmlessly off the transformed monster's defense.
They needed a plan, and they needed it now.
The revelation hit Elio like lightning. His eyes swept across the battlefield, noticing for the first time the pattern in the Artromus's defensive behavior.
It was attacking much less now.
