Lilla and her guards watched as the twins vanished, the silence of the battlefield filling the void they left behind.
"What was that about?" Lilla's brother asked, his spear still crackling faintly with residual energy.
Lilla stood slowly, brushing the dust off her uniform. Her psychic abilities had drained her significantly, and her breathing was still labored, but her composure remained intact. "I don't know," she admitted, frowning slightly.
"But if it's urgent enough for them to leave like that, it must be serious."
Her brother nodded, retracting his spear and folding it back into its compact form. "Then we should leave too. It's unwise to linger here. If the Void Assassins regroup or leave traps behind, we'll be sitting ducks."
Lilla adjusted her gloves, her sharp eyes scanning the wreckage one last time. "Agreed. Let's fall back to base. There's no point staying here now."
