Blood hit the stone before Kaiden did.
He landed in a skid while the Blood Monarch gauntlet was already busy reforming the greatsword he’d lost two seconds ago when a Stoneclad Matriarch had backhanded him into a cliff face. The blade solidified mid-swing, and he buried it into the nearest body without looking.
[You’ve slain Hollowed Ridgecrawler (Level 66).]
[You’ve gained 58,100 XP.]
[You’ve gained 7 DMP.]
Didn’t even feel it go in.
The mountain pass was a slaughterhouse.
Ridgecrawlers poured from fissures in the rock face, skeletal quadrupeds with translucent skin stretched over blackite bone, fast and numerous and stupid enough to charge directly into the kill zone.
Behind them, three Stoneclad Matriarchs anchored the center, each one a twelve-foot slab of mineral-plated fury with arms thick enough to use as siege rams. And weaving between it all, darting through the chaos like needles through fabric, a pack of Ashvein Stalkers hunted for openings with surgical patience.
It was a mess.
A beautiful, violent, deeply entertaining mess.
<Big brother, two Stalkers flanking left! They’re trying to circle behind the jealous bi- I mean Aria!>
"Nyx."
He didn’t need to say more.
Space folded.
The air between the two Stalkers compressed into a wall of spatial distortion that redirected their momentum sideways, slamming them into each other hard enough to crack chitin. They tumbled, tangled, and Aria’s moonlight found them before they could separate. Two crescents carved through the pile.
[Companion Kill: Ashvein Stalker (Level 68). +5 DMP.]
[Companion Kill: Ashvein Stalker (Level 67). +5 DMP.]
Nyx was already elsewhere, hands open, eyes tracking three separate engagement zones at once. Her spatial awareness had become the group’s nervous system.
She fought geometry. Collapsing angles, redirecting charges, creating pockets of compressed space that turned the battlefield into a funnel pointing toward whoever had the firepower to capitalize.
A Ridgecrawler lunged at Kaiden’s back.
Calypso caught it by the skull.
Her fingers sank into the eye sockets as she whipped the creature sideways, using its body as a bat to cave in the ribcage of a second Ridgecrawler mid-leap. Both crumpled. She dropped the remains and grinned at him, dark blood streaming from a gash along her collarbone, mixing with the sheen of sweat across her red skin.
"Darling, you need to pay more attention... "
She was drenched. Cuts along her arms, a deep laceration across her hip where a Matriarch had clipped her twenty minutes ago, and what looked like a cracked horn from a headbutt she’d chosen to answer instead of dodge.
The Manifestation of Carnage had her running hot, every wound feeding into the engine, her strikes landing heavier and faster with each injury she collected.
"I knew you had my back," Kaiden grinned at her, then shook his head. "You look terrible."
"Maybe so, but I feel incredible!" she shrieked joyously, cutting apart a new monster.
He could see it in the way she moved, fluid and savage and grinning like the battlefield was a playground. The damage wasn’t slowing her. It was the fuel.
A Stoneclad Matriarch bellowed and charged.
The ground shook. Twelve feet of mineral plate barreled toward Kaiden with the subtlety of an avalanche, head low, arms wide, designed to crush anything between its body and the nearest hard surface.
Kaiden switched to Wrath.
Heat surged through his limbs as he broke into a sprint directly at the Matriarch. The gap closed in a heartbeat, and at the last possible second, he dropped low and drove the greatsword upward into the softer plating beneath its jaw. Thermal kineticism detonated on contact.
The Matriarch’s head snapped back. A concussive boom split the air, followed by a wet crack as the blade tore through mineral and meat and exited behind the skull in a geyser of superheated blood.
[You’ve slain Stoneclad Matriarch (Level 71).]
[You’ve gained 89,600 XP.]
[You’ve gained 12 DMP.]
He wrenched the blade free and kept moving.
<Twelve Ridgecrawlers are incoming from the eastern fissure. Fast ones.>
<How fast?> Kaiden asked, already pivoting.
Alice paused. <...Fast fast.>


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