Mayo touched down right behind Liora. Her face was a complex mask of relief and lingering shock, the expression of a tamer that can't be fun when she's still processing the sheer scale of the mission they had just survived.
The sharp, rhythmic sound of destruction echoing from the upper stairs had ceased.
Lin emerged, followed closely by Shizu and the rest of their squad.
Lin stopped and met Ren's eyes. Her posture was impeccably straight. Her expression was cool, collected, radiating an aura of absolute control. To anyone else, she looked completely untouched by the battle.
But Ren knew her too well.
The exhaustion of using her own fusion was there, hidden in the small details. He saw it in the way she shifted a fraction more of her weight onto her left foot. He noticed the split-second delay between her eyes tracking the room and her mind formulating the words.
"The upper chambers are disabled," Lin stated, her voice crisp.
"Good," Ren replied.
