The simulated civilian's lifeless body lay on the ground, a reminder of our failure to work as team.
'Is this what it's like in the real world? One mistake and someone dies?'
The thought made my stomach churn.
Just as I watched - Lysandra's eyes fixed on the fallen man, her silver irises flickering with an emotion I couldn't quite place. Suddenly, the air around her began to crackle with raw energy.
'Huh?'
Lysandra's essence exploded outward, a visible manifestation of her rage. Her sword, previously just a standard weapon, now glowed with an otherworldly light. The air hummed with power as she activated her ability – and a devastating combat style I'd never seen before enfolded in front.
Without warning, she charged at the oncoming monsters.
