The timer on the giant screen flickered to life, displaying the ominous countdown.
[Time Remaining: 5m 8s]
[Infinite Twilight: 7
Golden Cosmos: 4
Azure Blades: 1
Blazing Horizons: 0]
Amidst the rubble and chaos of the battlefield, Eratz and Raya stood tall beside Ryder, who lay on the ground, battered but alive. The scene was both a miracle, a reward for Ryder's desperate endurance, and a nightmare for the fighters.
Eratz knelt slightly, lightning crackling across his fingers.
"Good job, pal."
Raya leaned forward, her eyes and katana glowing crimson.
"Now, rest. Leave the rest to us."
The fighters, scattered across the battlefield, looked on in anguish. Their earlier confidence had crumbled into an uneasy silence. Each of them felt the weight of the shift, their gazes darting nervously between the towering figures of Eratz and Raya.
