The array was singing and dancing, yet filled with a killing aura, like a cosmic abyss's interstellar cage, continuously compressing the void to firmly confine the chaos energy about to leak out.
Reina raised her magic staff high, beads of sweat dotting her forehead, "This array must be maintained; otherwise... all our efforts will come to naught."
Erin stood outside the array, weaving a second protective net with frost magic and silver binding ropes while cast perception spells to monitor spatial anomalies, preventing any hidden enemies from causing chaos.
"Ready to support at any time!" She calmly reported, fully focused on scanning the shadows around for any threats lurking.
At this moment, David gently touched the center of the shadow with the chaos blade, a complex and eerie yet instinctive sense of dread pervading his entire body.
