Nathan blinked. "Us?"
Merlin understood immediately.
"The core," he said. "We aim for the core."
Every Warden Construct had one, a small sphere at the center of its chest armor.
But the minefield of restrictions made hitting it nearly impossible.
Still…
Merlin took a breath.
Wind wrapped around his legs.
Lightning flickered in his fingers, even if sluggish.
Nathan nodded, dark energy coiling around his daggers.
"Let's do it."
The Warden raised its halberd.
Merlin ran.
The world blurred around him as he twisted through narrow corridors, dodging debris, using small bursts of wind to redirect his momentum.
Nathan mirrored him on the opposite flank, steps silent, daggers glowing.
The Warden tracked Merlin first.
It swung—
The blade screeched through stone, chasing after him.
"Now!" Merlin shouted.
He kicked off a pillar—
Launching himself upward—
The Warden looked up.
Nathan slid behind it, daggers crossing.
"Dark Sever!"
