The Starfall began as a whisper of light in the darkening sky above the convergence zone.
Ren watched from his hidden position as the glowing cloud expanded, casting strange shadows across the water below.
Twenty points worth of fragments would rain down in exactly ninety seconds, and five teams were getting ready for the inevitable fight.
His own team held the best positions, thanks to the Constellation Web's predictive timing.
Elena's calculations had placed each member at perfect collection points thirty seconds before other teams had even started moving toward the convergence zone.
But having good positions meant nothing if they couldn't hold them under attack.
The northern team—the one with military precision—had formed a disciplined advance formation.
Their Guardians created overlapping shield walls while Runners prepared for coordinated dashes between protected positions. Their approach was textbook perfect but predictable.
