The barrier imprisoning Leo and Dirk thrummed with lethal energy as the two Masters confronted each other in their transparent tomb. Outside, the surviving Academy students crouched behind stone barriers while branded figures stalked from all directions, their corrupted abilities weaving together in patterns that shattered human tactical doctrine.
Sarah clutched her bone blade, her time manipulation abilities coiled like a predator as she watched the nightmare unfold. The branded students flowed with mechanical coordination, each action calculated to maximize tactical advantage while the patterns carved into their flesh pulsed with sickly luminescence.
"Sarah," Damien hissed urgently from beside her, his air manipulation whipping a defensive barrier against approaching ice shards. "That's Roderick. Look at his face can you see what they've done to him?"
