Selthia waited... Then she exhaled in that particular way she exhaled when she had calculated that an attempt was necessary even knowing the result.
They held.
The beast pushed forward and they pushed back, and the purple in the crystal moved a fraction of a millimeter and then stopped moving while Ren's attention held it.
That was the conversation now. No words required.
"Disrespectful!"
The beast started rotating.
The same movement the two Platinum 3 beasts upstairs had used, the vortex of carapace and mass spiraling toward them while Selthia, from her position at the head, began tapping the corruption network to boost the regeneration and launch shots of corrupt mana with the aim of someone who hadn't had time to practice but had enough raw energy available for aim to be a secondary concern.
Each shot was wide enough that precision didn't strictly matter, which was its own kind of problem.
