On Ren’s side, the situation had worsened considerably as time advanced from when the initial defense had been established.
What had begun as a coordinated effort by hundreds of combatants had now been reduced to resistance sustained by fewer than one hundred defenders. Attrition having eliminated those with lesser reserves or whose beasts had been incapacitated by cumulative damage.
Not many dead, mostly just exhausted beyond ability to contribute. But the effect on the defensive capability was the same.
And the mutants kept coming... Endless.
Like a tide that never retreated.
Just wave after wave breaking against the defensive line that grew thinner with each assault.
Only the highest power levels remained active in relevant combat capacity.
The Silver-rank students who’d contributed valiantly during the initial phase were now mostly withdrawn. Exhaustion forcing them to positions where they could recover under the protection of those who still had energy to continue.
They’d done their part. Had fought until they literally couldn’t anymore. Until their beasts refused manifesting because there was no mana left to sustain them.
Now they huddled in the upper stands. Trying to meditate, to recover even fragments of their spent reserves. Knowing that if the defensive line broke, they’d be defenseless and unable to fight. Just targets waiting for slaughter.
But even among those who remained fighting, efficiency was degrading as fatigue made techniques they’d normally execute perfectly become less precise, more costly in terms of mana spent for result achieved.
It was like trying to write with numb fingers. The knowledge was there, the skill existed, but the body wasn’t responding correctly.
Every technique took longer to manifest, required more concentration and consumed more energy because the channels weren’t flowing smoothly anymore.
Ren was beginning to feel the toll from the prolonged battle against Min that had preceded this massive assault.
The Wolverine, which had fought consecutively against the Amphibian and then the serpent without rest between confrontations, was running out of energy, making its effectiveness fall notably.
Ren could feel it through the bond. The creature’s frustration and its determination to keep fighting despite exhaustion.
But determination didn’t create mana from nothing...
Willpower couldn’t sustain combat indefinitely.
Luna had taken the lead in eliminating corrupt beasts.
Her wolf and tiger working in coordination. They moved like extensions of her will, covering weaknesses and operating with synchronization that made them deadlier than their individual capabilities suggested.
And she was being effectively supported by Liora and Larissa. The three forming a resistance core that was already better than Ren alone. They kept their defense sector functioning when others were collapsing under pressure.
It was an impressive coordination. Three powerful tamers working as a unit.
But some of it came at a cost.
Liora’s Bashe had especially exploited the absorption ability to maintain itself considerably more active than other beasts depending solely on their own reserves.
The capacity to steal energy from mutants it eliminated provided constant supply extending sustainability beyond what would normally be possible. It was a tactical advantage that had permitted Liora to contribute at levels exceeding what her power level alone would justify.
Every mutant the Bashe killed became fuel. Mana reclaimed from corruption and converted into power that could kill more mutants... It was beautiful efficiency.


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