Joseph's voice was loud enough for everyone present to hear.
Moon's eyes glinted. 'We're exposed. Well, no matter. Time to move.'
"Attack." He whispered.
Lightning crackled in his hands and arced across the gap. The bolt struck the Evolver holding the device square in the chest. His body seized and the device tumbled from his fingers, hitting the ground with Joseph's muffled shouting still bleeding from the speaker.
"You! What are yo—"
The tank was already on him. He slammed into the nearest Evolver with his full weight, shield-first, driving the man off his feet before he could finish the sentence.
The remaining three scrambled for their weapons. Two of them managed to draw before Moon's freed team was on them. The brute tackled one to the ground. The archer put an arrow through the leg of another. The two mages pinned the last with a combined wind and fire spells that sent him tumbling backward into the dirt.
It was over in seconds.
