Hours later, the metal ark, which had been forced to fly at full speed for days, was finally pinned down, with massive hordes of infected riders blocking the path ahead while an endless sea of Scourge closed in from behind. The Floating Tortoise was surrounded on all sides, leaving them with no clear route of escape.
There was nowhere left to run.
When the battle began, Emery stood at the center of the ark, both hands firmly gripping the Star Plaque as he activated its full defensive power. For the past three days, while everyone else had been fighting continuously, Emery had deliberately conserved his strength, knowing that a moment like this would eventually come.
Now, that preparation finally paid off.
