Neil pushed the burst wider and the drop count increased, the rate at which the sonic frequency was moving through the mass growing as he found the right calibration and held it.
He glanced sideways at Jane and Ileana as the engagement continued, the battle stretching across the line in both directions.
Jane was running her controlled creatures through the mass now, a growing number of them turned against their own and working with the precise efficiency of someone who had been practicing exactly this kind of coordination.
Her expression was focused in the way it got when she was holding a large number of things simultaneously, the concentration visible in the slight tightening around her eyes.
Ileana's Field had grown to a scale that was covering a substantial section of the left flank, the vines moving through the creature mass in organized waves, the bodies dropping steadily and cleanly inside the boundary.
His attention moved to Cynthia.
