Arty's pulse hammered in her ears. The moment Jan said that they just need to attack harder, she felt her blood heat with anticipation. She had been waiting for this as if it was an excuse to pour everything out and answer violence with her own violence.
"Alright," she said, her voice firm and her aura flaring brighter around her again.
Jan's gaze was steady. "You and Esther attack from afar. Hund and I will push them directly."
Arty gave a sharp nod showing no hesitation.
Without wasting another heartbeat, Jan and Hund dashed forward cutting across the ground toward the three cloaked figures.
Their movements were quick and precise like hunters closing in on their prey.
Above them, the air thickened. The sky itself seemed to darken and swallowed the light.
The trees groaned under the weight of that sudden heaviness. From the cloaked figures pulsed a strange force that spread everywhere like they were trying to do something.
