The earth-shattering roar of the fifteen linked Tackling Behemoths shook the reinforced foundation of the stadium grandstands.
Across the midfield line, thirty tons of charging steel, sharpened horns, and pressurized hydraulic pistons bore down on the central defense circle.
"Hold your spacing and let them hit the primary faceplate!" the First Player commanded, stepping directly behind Kendra's left flank.
"Vasa, Ava... prepare the elemental collapse the microsecond their forward momentum stalls!"
"My roots are buried six feet into the bedrock and my spiritual energy is locked into my barrier," the guardian declared, slamming her fists against her tower shield.
"I will not give up a single blade of grass!"
"Look at the way the lead horns are focusing their energy spikes into a single point," the dark-haired striker called out, tracking the glowing amber nodes.
"They are trying to punch a hole straight through our center!"
