Cressida's formation was breaking apart.
The Mnemonic Lure pulsed again, trying to stabilize the conjuration field it anchored across the battlefield. But one of its main tendrils—previously severed by Prismarin's counterattack—interrupted the feedback loop. The pulse arced back into its own core, causing the entire creature to shudder mid-air.
It twitched once.
Then again.
A ripple of distorted mental energy washed out and immediately collapsed, creating a psychic backlash within its own field. The conjuration destabilized visibly.
To anyone watching, the Mnemonic Lure looked like it was spasming.
The Dreamgazer Cat tried to intervene. Its three tail-eyes flared brightly, casting a dreamlike haze across the field. The mist spiraled toward Serena, curling around her like threads of silk.
But she didn't move.
She didn't call on Balens either.
The mist reached her.
And dissolved.
Cressida's brows twitched.
