Seeing it get restless, Diana's attacks quickened. Her voice sharpened. "Everyone push faster. If it breaks free, we lose the advantage."
From the team chat, Bernita's voice came through, steadier than anyone expected. "I'm almost there. Less than ten minutes."
Ten minutes. Don measured the Elder's remaining health against the crumbling walls and said nothing. It was going to be close.
It wasn't close enough.
The Elder's aggro swung to Cappuccino without warning. He reacted fast, genuinely fast, and bolted immediately. But fast wasn't the same as fast enough. The fireball caught him mid-stride, a massive bloom of orange that sent the damage number spinning overhead.
[Critical hit, 5,388!]
Cappuccino vanished. One frame he was there; the next he wasn't.
