Moon landed on the floor and charged forward without missing a beat. Lightning crackled in his left hand, sword in his right, and he cycled between ranged and melee so fast the five First Star Evolvers couldn't coordinate properly against him. Every time two tried to flank, Mirage or the spirit intercepted one by Moon's order. Every time they tried to create distance, Moon closed it with [Air Step] or [Heaviness].
The first one fell to three consecutive magma attacks after already being struck by a Raiju moments before. The molten rock burned through, his armor, and finally his body.
[You have gained 12,500 Lives]
The man respawned a moment later, gasping, disoriented, his hands reaching for weapons that were no longer there.
Moon was already standing over him. His sword was mid-swing before the man's eyes had fully focused.
