Nadya and Sven stood beside Kai, the trio staring up at the glowing figure suspended mid-air like a divine executioner.
The Messiah still hadn't lifted a finger to fight back. He simply watched - head tilted, golden light wreathing his form like a second skin, radiating so much heat the ground beneath him had blackened and cracked. But it seemed as though that was about to change, especially after Kai enraged the man further...
They didn't need to speak. Not a single word passed between them.
They'd fought together and against one another enough times to understand each other's rhythms, strengths, and limits. There was an unspoken synergy, a battlefield instinct that tied them together.
Kai sighed as Nadya and Sven took a step back. He was twitching slightly from the residual pain still lingering in his limbs, but remained calm.
