Wave two didn't walk in. It slammed.
Five-star elementals came out of all six gates in tight groups: bears with lightning crawling over their shoulders, tigers wearing fire like cloaks, plated hounds that breathed out thin streams of black miasma. Icons blinked above every pack on the board so the far stands could follow.
"Delta," Lucifer called.
Jin stepped down off the wall and let his mana run. Three wide rings of violet darkened the approaches, and the moment paws touched that ground, the elements lost their teeth. Flames burned lower. Lightning crawled, then stuttered. The hounds' miasma thinned into something closer to bad breath than poison.
"They'll push the edges," Jin said. "Make the turrets fire soft."
