The spatial maze lasted exactly forty-three minutes before collapsing completely, Luthra watched the flickering barriers vanish and Syndicate forces suddenly find themselves free to move normally, six hundred soldiers realizing they'd been trapped in impossible geometry by single B-Rank administrator's desperate technique.
Vex's voice carried across the battlefield, coordinating his troops with professional efficiency despite the setback. "Reform lines, push toward eastern district, end this now!"
The final assault was beginning, exhausted Syndicate soldiers made angry by spatial trap against equally exhausted coalition defenders with no tricks left, this was pure attrition warfare where numbers would decide the outcome.
