Back in the capital, Victor was fully in his element.
He crushed a Platinum beast creeping dangerously close to the masonry using a massive stone meteor that cleaved the creature in half, dropping the boulder from the sky with a crushing weight no beast below Diamond rank could ever hope to withstand.
His aerial squad executed similar tactics from the clouds, carrying heavy hitters who rained down elemental destruction, creating a relentless storm of damage upon the corruption's vanguard.
The high-tier enemy forces were creeping perilously close to the two hundred mark.
It was Arturo's dreaded threshold... That specific number that flipped the defensive mathematics against them.
But Victor did not panic.
He placed his unwavering trust in the tamers holding the ground, just as much as he trusted those in the sky.
From his high vantage point, the towering water barriers conjured by Ren's parents were clearly visible.
