Chapter 211 – The Wrong Kind of Reinforcements
Meanwhile, on the battlefield, the chaos had finally started to… well, calm down.
If you could call hundreds of monsters still running around "calm."
The endless waves of beasts seemed to have stopped pouring in, and for the first time in hours, the heroes could almost believe they were winning. It wasn't a swift victory—more like a slow, messy tug-of-war—but progress was progress.
The teams in the sleek,white and blue Tryst Suits were doing especially well. The combination of their enhanced physical abilities, sharp coordination, and the unnerving way they moved in perfect sync made them as frightening to watch as they were to fight beside.
Any hero who didn't die instantly from a blow could be hauled back to the standby medics, patched up, and thrown right back into the fray like a freshly sharpened sword.
For a brief moment, things were almost… dare they say it… manageable.
Unfortunately, fate doesn't like smug heroes.
