He stepped sideways and the patch followed him.
Nyx’s hands lifted at his back.
"Got it."
The Spatial Drain reached forward, caught the casting thread mid-pull, and folded the dark patch’s anchor sideways. The trap peeled off the rock under Kaiden’s boot and bent into a curve that vented harmlessly into empty air past the chokehold’s flank. A month ago she would have missed the cast entirely, blind to the spell’s path until the floor had erupted under his feet.
The two Wraithstrides hit the kill zone.
Luna disappeared.
The red lightning peeled her body off the floor in three trails at once. Each reformed her at a different angle on the lead Wraithstride’s flank, the Lunas swinging Stormblades crackling crimson on the same heartbeat, and the simultaneous Calamity detonations went off through the dorsal plating from every vector before the Wraithstride had registered the first one.
The body split into four pieces along the seams the explosions had set, and the three Lunas collapsed back into one at the center of the kill, lightning trailing behind her in a slow settling shimmer.
"Okay that’s epic!"
She screamed it delighted, eyes wild.
"I am ABUSING the fuck out of this!"
Nyx caught the second Wraithstride.
She did not move from her position behind Kaiden. The Spatial Drain reached forward across twenty meters of open ground and the coral haze closed around the Wraithstride mid-stride, mana-load mapped and mass mapped in the same instant.
The Wraithstride pushed back.
Pre-fusion she would have died on the spot trying to hold a level-95 anything in place. The Drain’s bypass kept the backlash off her, but level for level the creature was still too much, and what locked between her grip and its body was a battle of wills on a spatial axis. Her hands clenched at her sides. The Wraithstride’s stride seized half a meter from where it had committed, four eyes locking on her position past Kaiden’s shoulder, body straining against the spatial fold she had wrapped around it.
She did not let go.
The coral haze tightened by a fraction, mana already siphoning off the Wraithstride’s body in a thin steady thread that emptied into her palms, weakening it second by second but nowhere near fast enough to kill on her own. Her arms started to shake.
"You manic gremlin...!" she grunted. "Stop playing!"
Nyx didn’t need to wait for the Storm Valkyrie to help her out as Alice’s halo split a second beam off its primary fire line, the gold pivoting independently of the violet she was already winding for the Veilbinder, and the secondary track crossed the Cavern in a single pencil-thin streak that took Nyx’s Wraithstride through the dorsal plating between its shoulder blades from above.
The body Nyx had been holding folded under the strike. The spatial fold she had been pulling on collapsed as the resistance went out of the creature, and the carcass dropped to the floor, mana streaming out in a final thick coral thread that emptied into her hands as the body died.
Nyx exhaled slow, breath shaky.
"Thank you, little sis."
Kaiden moved on the Veilbinder.
He threw his left blade.
The greatsword lifted out of his off-hand at full Wrath charge and flew in a low flat arc across the Cavern, harvested blood igniting along its edge, and the Wrath-detonation hit the veil-shield head-on at the fastest closing speed the throw could manage.


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