Sebas fired first.
The recoil from his cannon sent sparks across the deck as a stream of concentrated plasma tore through the air, striking Lucy's chest and forcing her backward. The blast left her carapace cracked and smoking, but she barely flinched.
"Keep the pressure on!" Veronica shouted, charging forward. Her enchantments flared like radiant sigils across her arms, amplifying her strikes.
Aya crouched behind a shattered pillar, her mechanical crossbow glowing crimson. "On your mark!" she called.
"Now!" Sebas barked, adjusting his aim. Aya's explosive bolts flew, syncing perfectly with Sebas's next discharge. The projectiles collided midair, exploding in a flash of red and gold that blinded even Lucy momentarily.
Veronica seized the opening.
