Coalition-complete stood together inside the reality fracture, three bodies united against a death that was coming for all of them anyway.
Corruption kept eating at their health. Rama at twelve percent. Sekar at eight. Nakamura at one, barely holding onto consciousness enough to speak.
"Three void entities outside," she reported, voice strained. "Level 92, 94, 97. They waited for me, and they'll wait for us too. Exit means execution. Staying means corruption kills us slower. We're trapped between certain and probable."
Rama ran the numbers despite the fracture eating into his focus. Three entities, combined level 283, against their combined 348. The math favored them on paper. But the entities were rested hunters waiting outside, and Coalition-complete was three dying Champions bleeding out inside a wound in reality.
