The moment Albedo shouted, Lilian and Elara pivoted without question, following his lead as the abyss behind them churned violently.
The leviathan descendant's second pulse was seconds from firing, and the water around them compressed with a teeth-rattling pressure, vibrating like the ocean itself was preparing to scream.
Albedo tore forward, carving through a cluster of eel-beasts with two clean shots from Havoc and Ruin, one graviton slug that imploded a beast inward like crushed metal, the other a spiral of violet energy that reduced another into churning fragments.
He didn't slow down at all. The current wanted to drag them backward, toward the glowing maw of the leviathan somewhere behind the distant haze of collapsing debris, but Albedo forced all three of them through the twisting pressure by brute force.
"This way!" he barked.
Lilian didn't argue. Blood lashed from her wrists, gripping jagged stone protrusions to slingshot herself and Elara forward.
