"Come on," he said, almost encouragingly. "Don't freeze now. The fun just started."
Maybe it was because of his encouraging words, that somehow sounded sadistic. Panic shattered their paralysis.
In an instant, the place erupted once more with wild, desperate retaliation.
Ice shards screamed through the air, lightning chains snapped and crackled against the nearby trees as they moved to Bruce, flames roared into pillars of fire, and wind blades spun outward like invisible saws.
Earth spikes surged from the ground, barriers flared into existence, buffs ignited across trembling bodies.
The entire place transformed into a vortex of chaotic mana, sound, and light: the skills of awakened of different class. They used every card they had to bring down the monster in front of them.
But Bruce drifted through the chaos like a shadow that did not belong to this world.
