The chamber erupted into chaos.
The Second Seat's earth manipulation sent jagged spikes of stone erupting from the ground in random patterns, forcing the hunters to scatter. Alfred's shield rang like a bell as he deflected a spike that would have impaled Garrick, while Seraphine's Three-Headed Basilisk coiled protectively around its tamer.
But the hollow men weren't idle. They surged forward in a wave.
"Formation!" Lyra shouted, her dual blades already carving through the first hollow man that reached her. "Don't let them separate us!"
Isaac planted his recovered shield and created an anchor point, then Felicity positioned herself behind him, arrows flying one after the other, one shot, one kill, one shot, one kill.
