Outside the car, the world revealed itself as chaos incarnate.
At the crater's edge, Riven and Rae were locked in a brutal dance with the towering masked man. Explosions lit the air with deafening shockwaves, each impact cracking the street and rattling buildings. Rae's unstable aura clashed against the man's detonations. Beside her, Riven's constructs strained to hold ground.
But they weren't the only ones fighting.
The masked man had not come alone. Continuously, more robed figures had descended. Spells flared, blades whistled, and every strike carved casualties into the heart of the city.
Runewoven's team fought desperately and valiantly. They didn't quite know what was going on, but it didn't take much brainpower to summarize that the masked guys casting explosions inside the part of the city that was full of citizens had to stop.
