Above the titanic clash between the two factions, Cyberfang loomed like a lighthouse in the heart of a vast ocean. The metallic beast strained under immense pressure, dark blood crawling up its rugged surface.
Victoria stood atop its colossal head, conjuring flames. Channeling the spiritual energy within her, she shaped the inferno's form and heat as if it were an extension of her own will. At the same time, she barked orders, swiftly adapting to the shifting battlefield.
Beside her, several other members of the crew showcased their teamwork.
Sweat clung to Amelia's forehead, overcharging the metallic beast with every bit of electricity she commanded.
Claire was positioned on the right flank, lance piercing foes with merciless brutality, preventing them from climbing aboard Cyberfang.
