"Oof," Alvian grunted as the hard-light projection shorted out with a shower of harmless sparks.
"Alvian!"
Valeria was there before he could even attempt to push himself up. She hauled him off the table, her strong hands gripping his shoulders. Seraphina popped out of stealth a second later, her mechanical eye whirring as she scanned his smoking, battered form. Master Magnus and Master Kaelen stood nearby, looking entirely out of their depth.
"You look like a burnt marshmallow," Seraphina offered, crossing her arms. "Did you actually do it? Did you put a giant bubble wrap over the planet?"
Alvian leaned heavily against Valeria, too exhausted to even properly enact his Void Sovereign persona. He just nodded, letting his head rest against her armored shoulder for a brief, indulgent moment. "The Terra-Sphere is active. The Earth is now a fortified server."
