"Wait—" Seraphina's presence cut in. "Lyra, deploying Vex'ahlia's elites exposes them to observation. If Elric's scouts see purple-skinned demon warriors, he'll realize we have supernatural support."
"Can't be helped. We're losing the wall battles without reinforcement. Better to reveal we have demon support than to lose Second Line completely."
"If he sees demon warriors, he'll escalate to deploying the Four Heroes—"
"Let him. We have you in reserve to counter them." Lyra's strategic calculation was ruthless. "Right now, the immediate threat is losing these three wall sections. Deal with that first, worry about heroes second."
"You're making a mistake—"
"It's my mistake to make. I'm in command. Deploy the elites."
Seraphina's mental presence radiated frustration but compliance.
Vex'ahlia's fifty elite demon warriors deployed to the threatened wall sections. Their purple-tinted skin and centuries of combat experience immediately impacted the battles.
