Ren chuckled softly under his breath, brushing ash and splinters off his shoulder.
"I should've known." He muttered, his voice carrying just far enough for the surrounding Knights to hear. "The second team wouldn't stray far from the first."
The armored figures didn't respond. They just moved, almost in sync, shifting their stances like wolves circling prey.
"Alright then." Ren said, standing tall as the last of the smoke cleared. His Vine Armor slithered from beneath his sleeves, wrapping tightly across his arms, chest, and legs in a living weave of emerald and bark. "Let's dance."
The first knight launched forward, boots flaring with light as he crossed the distance in a blink. His spear stabbed toward Ren's gut, fast, straight, and lethal.
Ren twisted, narrowly avoiding the strike, then lashed out with a Push. A burst of force cracked through the air and slammed the attacker sideways into a tree trunk.
