Chapter 108: The Wanderer Who Laughs (8)

BOOOOOOOM!

The impact tore through the shattered ruins. A shockwave of raw force split the heavy air, sending a tremor rippling through the fractured earth. The world itself seemed to recoil, as if agony had been forcefully expelled for the briefest moment... only to return, seeping back into the cracks like an inevitability.

From the shifting haze, Uvan emerged first. Electricity crackled along his frame, arcing wildly, flickering like threads of unraveling destruction. Celia followed, her presence carried by a gust of freezing icy air. Frost crept outward from where she landed, the camp's already broken remnants groaning beneath the sudden chill. Then Jess, flames licking at her feet, the heat warping the very air around her in shimmering distortions. And last, Lovia.. silent, weightless as the wind itself, materializing without sound, her presence an unseen current shifting through the battlefield.

A breath passed between them. A moment carved in tension.