The platform raised Joan into the usual arena. Her electric blue armor glistened under the specks of light shining through the thick foliage.
Lines of lightning danced along her armor as she summoned her sword and began walking in a seemingly random direction.
Faith, as always, provided sufficient intel, while Joan hunted down everyone. She made sure to use as little Essence as possible, since she'll need every bit for her upcoming last battle.
The hunt wasn't difficult. There weren't as many fighters as in the other matches. They were running out and soon would've no excuse to use this type of arena.
The first week was nearly over, and soon everyone would Evolve, leaving only Sera for last. This way, even if she failed to kill the most dangerous enemy, they could all fight and kill him.
