"These people are idiots. They're killing themselves just so those three can escape." Moon cursed under his breath.
The controlled Evolvers surged toward him in a wave of bodies and spells, throwing themselves at Moon recklessly, as if their lives didn't matter to them.
They weren't fighting to win. They were fighting to buy time, spending their lives like currency so the three First Star Evolvers could disappear into the corridors behind them.
Moon ordered his team forward.
"Push them back! Separate the ones you can, kill the ones you must!"
The archer took command of the formation immediately, directing the tanks to the center and the mages to the flanks. The team crashed into the wall of Evolvers and the chamber descended into a brutal, grinding melee once more.
