Alice's dark violet eyes gleamed with cold amusement as she watched the Solarian soldiers' resolve burn itself out. Her voice carried a sharp, mocking edge, cutting through the chaos.
"Heh. How amusing. You lowly humans truly are eager to die."
She raised her hand, and void energy began to gather around her—dark violet tendrils swirling and coalescing into dozens of small, sphere-like forms. Each one pulsed with devouring light, their surfaces rippling like living shadows. They took shape as tiny cat-like creatures, their bodies composed of condensed void energy, their mouths splitting open to reveal rows of razor-sharp teeth.
"[Void Kittens]."
They hovered in the air around Alice, their glowing eyes fixed on the soldiers with predatory stillness, waiting for the command.
Azrynn's voice cut through the tension, sharp and focused. She drew her bow in one fluid motion, a rune arrow already nocked, its shaft blazing with concentrated silver light.
"I'll handle the mages."
