She was already moving in the exact opposite direction before the hybrid could even finish his warning.
Aurora blazed with a terrifying, unearthly luminescence as Azaliyah sprinted straight toward the breaking gate line. The nearest impossibly thin creature rose from a mangled Urella guard whose limbs were still twitching in the mud, and lunged directly at her throat. She met its advance with a brutal, fluid, two-handed swing fueled by pure adrenaline, the glowing edge of her royal blade taking its elongated head clean off its narrow shoulders.
The decapitated shadow corpse ran three more erratic steps forward on momentum alone before collapsing face-first into the dirt.
Camron skidded to a violent stop right beside her flank, his heavy boots throwing up wet mud. “Okay,” he said, his br
