The giant turtle hunched deeper into its shell, the ground beneath it fracturing from its sheer weight. Every strike only seemed to make the barrier harder, like the creature was mocking them by refusing to budge.
Lea spat dust from her mouth and cracked her knuckles, her grin sharp despite the frustration in her eyes. "Fine. You want to hide? Let's see how long that shell lasts."
Emma's flames coiled hotter around her arms, the air shimmering as heat waves rippled outward. "If brute force won't crack it, then we'll burn it until it cooks from the inside."
Fey shook her head, her eyes narrowing as her aura flared, her skill manifesting like a liquid wrapping around her body. "You two are too reckless. If we hit blindly, we'll only waste energy. We need to strike together."
Lea smirked, slamming her fists together with a thunderous crack. "Easy to say, strategist."
