All the rats—hundreds of them were crushed, dismantled, and shattered in one go. Their bones cracked, fur scattered, and not a single one was left standing. The ground trembled for several seconds after the impact.
A silence followed, Everyone Jonathan, Willow, Ezra stood frozen in disbelief.
The only sound was the light echo of Evan's boots as he walked calmly through the mess of destroyed beasts.
He tilted his head slightly.
"I guess this," he said with a faint smile, "will be a captain fight."
Outside the dome, Jake's smirk twitched. He had felt the energy—he had felt the loss.
He hadn't expected it.
His rats—his summoned beasts—were wiped out with one move.
He blinked. Then slowly, his lips curled upward.
Instead of anger, he laughed.
It wasn't forced. It was real.
"Oh… so you're that strong."
His voice grew deeper, darker.
His cheeks lifted with excitement, stretching to the corners of his eyes.
