The moment she grabbed it, the sphere dimmed slightly, signaling that it had been captured.
Nox laughed out loud.
"Got it!"
Arthur grinned.
"Nice."
Now the real fight would begin.
On the raised platform Selene had already drawn her bow.
And her gaze was locked on the scout.
The moment Nox grabbed the core, the atmosphere in the hall shifted.
Selene saw it clearly from her platform.
The glowing sphere dimmed slightly in Nox's hands.
Her lips curled.
"That sneaky rat…"
But she wasn't worried.
From where she stood, the battlefield belonged to her. The platform gave her the perfect angle. She could shoot across the hall and still keep an eye on Torren at the center.
The tanker stood unmoving like a fortress, the core hovering above his palm while his massive shield faced forward.
He couldn't attack, but he didn't need to.
Not yet.
Selene's eyes swept across the rest of the opposing team.
Arthur.
Ryn.
Neither of them had rushed forward blindly.
