A profound, breathless stillness settled over the crystalline amphitheater as the final second of the countdown expired.
"Now... initiate total suppression!" Hajin commanded, his voice ringing like a bronze trumpet across the subterranean cavern.
Nari drove both palms into the flagstones, her four ruby wings detonating in a dazzling shockwave of crimson spatial mana.
"No Exit... absolute territorial lock!" the younger scout shouted, her teeth gritted as the spatial field seized the black iron collar.
The four corrupted purge valves froze instantly in mid-rotation, immobilized beneath sixty seconds of impenetrable ruby paralysis.
Simultaneously, Rumi sprang into the air, her four amber wings unfurling three luminous transit ribbons across the chamber.
"Many Roads... open the channels!" the elder runner called out, rotating the soul flow into the awaiting preservation plates.
