The tank and brute burst from cover on the left flank, slamming into the rear of the second team before anyone could turn around. The brute caught the nearest Evolver with a shoulder charge that lifted him off his feet and drove him into the dirt. The tank pinned another against a tree trunk with his shield, pressing until the man's weapon clattered from his fingers.
On the right, the two mages released simultaneously. A blast of wind knocked two members of the first team off balance, and a wave of fire cut off their retreat, boxing them in against the boulders.
The archer let two arrows fly. One struck a mage in the shoulder, spinning her around. The second buried itself in the thigh of a swordsman who had been reaching for his weapon.
Moon's freed Evolvers swarmed from every direction, outnumbering the two teams nearly two to one. The ambush had been so sudden and so coordinated that by the time either team understood what was happening, half of them were already on the ground.
