The city wasn't small, and the attack had spread across every corner of it.
Leon moved fast, covering ground in bursts, his spatial awareness painting the full picture as he went — clusters of corrupted beasts in the market district, a breakthrough near the eastern residential blocks, smaller scattered groups in the side streets that the Pyran teams were already handling. He touched down where the pressure was heaviest, cleared it, and moved again before the dust settled.
His clone was doing the same on the other side of the city.
Same mind, same read of the situation, no coordination needed between them. Where Leon went north, the clone went south. Where Leon hit the dense concentrations, the clone handled the spillover. Two bodies, one purpose, the city getting worked on from both ends simultaneously.
The clone came across Luna near the opposite gate.
