Norfolk Harbour
"Devon?!" Alisha beamed, pointing at an incoming ball of yellow flames. "That's him. And… Leo! They found him."
Viktor followed the direction she was looking at, his eyes dimming. The beasts on land had been vanquished and no more kept pouring out of the Echo Rift.
That should've been good news… if the Leviathan hadn't suddenly begun attacking. Ginormous waves rolled around it, the clouds flashing with lightning as it roared.
It tried several times to strike down the remaining Espers on the harbour—who were all S-Ranks. The others had boarded the ships, while the S-Ranks waited for the man who cleared out the most beasts.
Fortunately for them, Magnus and Irina finally stepped in, facing off against the beast and proving worthy distractions. The air trembled for miles with each exchange, ice and fire exploding in dazzling constellations around the Leviathan.
"About time!" Viktor grunted, barely able to hear himself. "This place will get flattened soon."
