The forest was shrouded in deep gloom. Ancient trees rose like dark pillars, their interwoven crowns filtering the light from the sky into shifting fragments. A low mist snaked between the gnarled roots, infused with a heavy, almost oppressive energy. Every gust of wind made the foliage tremble, as though nature itself sensed the battle that was about to unfold.
Areyos's voice was calm, cold, and utterly unwavering.
"You three, attack Yoko. I'll take care of Kaiser."
"We don't need to gang up on—" Eli grumbled.
He stopped abruptly. Areyos's stern gaze had fallen upon him, sharp as a blade. Eli swallowed his remark.
(Do the three of us really need to fight Yoko together to beat her? Either Rey is underestimating us... or Yoko really is as strong as he says), he thought, his jaw clenched.
