The shard pulsed violently, spilling monsters onto the raceway in a seemingly endless tide.
The corrupted energy seeped into the ground, making the surface tremble as cracks spiderwebbed across the pavement. Each creature was more grotesque than the last, twisted forms of corrupted mana clawing their way toward the Threadweavers.
Zoe adjusted her smart glasses, the HUD flickering to life as the tech team's feed synced seamlessly.
Markers appeared across the raceway, highlighting monster positions and relaying vital updates from the drones hovering high above. T
heir sensors swept the terrain with precision, feeding her a constant stream of intel.
A low, ominous groan came from the shard, making her chest tighten.
The air buzzed with tension, the kind that crawled under the skin and set nerves alight. Behind her, the team stood poised at the edge of the chaos, weapons ready.
