Energy arcs danced across the street as Kael pushed the Nexus to its limits. Each pulse required intense concentration, and he could feel exhaustion creeping into his bones. Shadows writhed and struck from multiple angles, forcing him to anticipate, react, and strike simultaneously.
One operative broke through the containment zone, moving with unnatural speed toward Aria. Kael reacted instinctively, sending a surge of energy that collided with the operative mid-strike. The resulting explosion threw Kael backward, slamming him into a concrete wall. Pain radiated through his chest, and the mark glowed erratically, warning of overextension.
Veyra's shadows enveloped him, stabilizing the energy surge and allowing him to regain control. "Focus," she said calmly. "You are channeling too much at once. Let the Nexus flow through you, not overwhelm you."
Kael exhaled, drawing a deep breath. Slowly, methodically, he rechanneled the energy, letting it flow in measured arcs. The remaining Null operatives faltered under the precise strikes, their forms scattering in confusion and retreat.
Ryken and Aria regrouped, securing the area. "That was close," Ryken muttered. "You pushed it too far, Kael. One more misstep and…"
Kael nodded, chest still burning from exertion. "I know," he admitted. "But we succeeded. The nexus point is stabilized—for now."
Veyra's silver eyes met his, glowing faintly in approval. "You survived your first full-scale offensive. But remember—every time you push the Nexus, it takes a toll. Control improves, yes, but the cost increases. Do not underestimate it. This is only the beginning of what is required to fight the Null Order."
The city streets settled back into silence, the first rays of sunlight cutting through the haze. Kael felt the mark dim slightly, but the energy lingered, a reminder of the immense power now at his fingertips—and the fine line between mastery and corruption he would have to walk.