The valley below stretched for miles, a vast basin of stone and scrub and scattered monster territories where most of the rookie-track guilds operated. From this elevation they could see the terrain like a map, the clusters of activity where teams hunted, the empty zones between territories, the natural corridors that monsters used to move between feeding grounds.
Those corridors were full.
Monsters poured through them in a flood, dozens of creatures that had no business traveling together, predators that would normally kill each other on sight running side by side in the blind, panicked stampede of animals fleeing something worse. They crashed into the hunting zones like a wave breaking against rock, and the tiny figures of rookie fighters scattered before them.
Some didn’t scatter fast enough.
Brittany grabbed her artifact and dialed.
...
"Kaiden!" Her voice was tight and fast and stripped of everything except the message. "You need to move! Right now! Get your team out of there!"
Kaiden and his girls were scattered around the kill zone of their latest hunt, recovering.
They were deep in the mountains, far above the basin where most rookie-track guilds operated. The lower elevations were filled with teams farming weaker monsters, grinding safe experience in safer zones. Kaiden’s team had pushed past all of that more than a week ago, climbing into territory where the monsters were level seventy and above and the nearest friendly face was miles away.
It was why they were winning. It was also why Brittany’s panic didn’t match anything he could see.
"Slow down," he said. "What’s happening?"
"The scoreboard is hemorrhaging. Multiple guilds losing tens of thousands of points in seconds. Silver Talon lost forty thousand. Iron Halo lost thirty. That’s seven dead fighters, Kaiden. Seven dead in mere seconds."
Luna sat up.
"I’m on a ridge above the central basin," Brittany continued. "Monsters are flooding the rookie zones, pouring down from the upper elevations in a stampede. Predators running alongside prey. Everything fleeing downhill."
Just then he felt it.
A vibration through the rock beneath him, faint enough to dismiss as seismic if he hadn’t just heard what Brittany told him.
"It’s coming for us too."
"Then run!"
Kaiden did not hesitate.
"South," he said. "Fast. Stay tight."
They ran.
His artifact buzzed.
"Kaiden." Tessa’s voice, stripped of every trace of the playful woman who shook Talia by the shoulders. "I have been notified by my staff. Something very bad is going on right now and I think I know what it is."
Kaiden’s fist tightened. "So do I."
"I can reach you in two minutes. Say the word and we intervene."
"No."
"Kaiden-"
"If allied fighters intervene on my behalf during a competition event, I’m disqualified."
"Better than dying."
"Intervention is a last-ditch choice." His voice was flat and steady, and Luna glanced at him sideways because she could hear the fury underneath it. "Don’t intervene, Tessa. Not unless the Association officially suspends the competition."
The line was quiet for a beat.


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