"Rory, let's go hunt some beasts together."
Jasper's voice carried effortlessly over the roar of the battlefield, calm and assured, as though the chaos around them were nothing more than background noise to him.
He moved through the swarm with terrifying ease, every step precise, every motion economical. The surrounding beasts barely even registered as threats in his presence anymore.
Rory followed his gaze, then lifted her hand and pointed toward a distant cluster moving along the edge of the clearing.
"Over there," she said, eyes bright with intent. "Those level five beasts. I want to take them down myself."
With Jasper watching her back, she could finally let loose. No restraint. No second-guessing. This was the perfect chance to test her own limits, to sharpen her instincts, and push her strength further than before.
