The air trembled.
The tension felt heavy enough to choke.
Two silhouettes approached from the distance.
One was Earth, bulkier than even Inferno or Venom, its presence radiating raw, immovable power.
But Ben did not focus on it.
His eyes locked onto the second figure.
Smaller.
Different.
The moment he saw it, his instincts screamed. "So that's the true Alpha."
Even from this distance, Ben felt it.
The pressure.
The sheer weight of its presence pressed down on the battlefield like an unseen force.
This one was different.
This one was stronger.
His fingers tightened around his pickaxe.
He kicked off the ground and soared through the air.
He landed beside Elvira.
"You good?" he asked.
Elvira's breathing was steady, but her body still shook from exhaustion.
Even after absorbing more mana, her circuits were in shambles.
"No.
But if you mean 'Can I fight?' then yes," she said.
Ben let out a small grin. "Good."
"How about the Krell?" Elvira asked.
