The rift behind Yuna pulsed, and three figures stepped through.
Seran Mault came first, his Breaker class already active, the air around him humming with the specific frequency of someone reading structural vulnerabilities in everything he looked at. His eyes swept Sol Vance, the ridge, the seven cooling bodies, and his expression didn't change.
Darae Sol followed, threads of dimensional energy already spooling from her fingertips, the Weaver class interacting with the source world's ambient field in ways that made the organic ground ripple. Her jaw was tight. Her arms were crossed.
Jiso Wen came last. The Echo class activated the moment he cleared the rift, and Cael felt it like a second heartbeat. The Shell Creation skill, still raw and bleeding from Sol Vance's dismantling, stirred.
