The water hit them hard.
Calvin couldn't breathe. His lungs burned as the flood filled the office in seconds, swallowing everything within.
His Crest kicked in on instinct. Metal ripped free from the floating filing cabinets, desk frames and the steel bars of the wall. It all converged around him into a crude bubble.
He sucked in air inside the enclosed space, practically gasping for it.
Through the gaps he saw Josephine. She'd thrown up a sphere of hardened light around herself, while Luna just stood there in the water, completely still.
Her white eyes were wide open and the water around her was being pulled down and away from her body by her gravity manipulation abilities, but even she looked strained and her jaw was clenched tight.
The Blue Reaper held it together and coated his katana in plasma. It crackled in the water, blue electricity arcing off the blade.
And he swung at Phillip.
