The Private Training Hall smelled of crushed stone and ozone.
"Move!" Ashe roared.
She was a blur of motion. A kinetic missile wrapped in a Red Tower training vest. She launched herself off a concrete pillar and bypassed the flank she was supposed to be guarding. She dove straight into the center of the arena.
In the middle of the room, Valerica Sol stood like a monolith. Her amethyst eyes were glowing and her hands were raised as she maintained a crushing field of gravity. It was [Authority: Celestial Heart]. Within a thirty-foot radius around her, the air was heavy enough to flatten steel. Three massive clay golems were currently pinned to the floor. Their reinforced ceramic bodies groaned as the gravity slowly compressed them into dust.
It was a controlled demolition. It was perfect.
Until Ashe arrived.
"Mine!" the Oni shouted.
