Indeed, the young catboy had apparently decided to stop holding back.
He began shaping wind into persistent pressure zones that restricted the Manticores' movement rather than just defending himself.
The invisible barriers forced the creatures into predictable paths where Alissa could exploit openings.
"Much better," Lola approved. "He's using terrain control to multiply his sister's effectiveness. That's proper team coordination."
Elara switched to smaller, more efficient spells—ice shards and fire bolts that conserved mana while maintaining steady damage output.
She was learning to pace herself, rapidly adapting to the situation at hand.
"They're going to win this," Valeria predicted with confidence. "It won't be clean or easy, but they're adapting faster than the Manticores can adjust tactics."
"That's the difference between intelligence and instinct," Noah agreed.
