Kaiden looked over his girls.
Calypso was still bleeding from four places. Luna's Storm reserves were so low that her hair had stopped crackling. Aria's eyes flickered at the edges, exhausted. Nyx was standing perfectly still, which meant her spatial awareness was costing her concentration just to maintain. Bastet's tail wasn't even making its usual, lazy swishes, limping behind her butt.
It was a bad omen if Kaiden ever saw one.
They'd won. They'd killed a level 79 boss nearly thirty levels above them, a gap so wide that most analysts would call the attempt a death sentence rather than a strategy. The system had rewarded them accordingly, millions of experience points each, the kind of haul that turned weeks of grinding into a single glorious afternoon.
But Lady Luck had a sense of humor, and pushing her generosity twice in quick succession was a good way to find out how funny she thought you were.
"We're done for the time being," Kaiden said. "No more fights until we recover."
