The Pit of Gravity groaned as the runes burned hotter.
Demons screamed under the crushing weight, their bodies pressed into the black stone like insects under a boot. Some coughed blood, others clawed desperately at the ground, trying to stand. Few succeeded.
Above them, I stood with Noa glowing faintly in my gauntlet. My voice cut through the chaos.
"Stand."
The command was simple, yet it weighed heavier than the rune's gravity. The weaker demons trembled, their bones snapping as they tried to obey. But still, they struggled.
Selena prowled along the edge of the pit, halberd scraping sparks. "On your feet, worms. Do not disgrace our lord with your cowardice."
Rena was harsher. She cut at any soldier who faltered, forcing them to defend even while crushed. Her twin blades left shallow cuts across arms and faces. "If you can't fight here, you'll die screaming outside. Choose!"
