With everything set in motion, Moon made his way back to his perplexed team, who had watched the whole thing from the rise without being able to see him at all.
His body reappeared in their vision when he was just fifteen meters away, and the sudden materialization out of empty snow made a few of them flinch, hands jumping to weapons before their minds caught up with what they were seeing.
Moon smiled slightly, satisfied that his little prank had gotten a few of them.
"Everything is ready."
The team had a hundred questions crowding their minds, how he had vanished, how he had crossed open ground toward a horde of Five Star beasts and come back alive, what he had done out there.
But none of them asked. They understood, without needing to be told, that this was Moon's secret to keep, and prying into a fighter's hidden methods was a line none of them were willing to cross.
Moon reached through the Curse connection and gave his order.
Attack the Frost Stalkers.
