The moment I locked his domain in place, the battlefield shifted. My summons did not waste that opening.
They moved instantly, launching into the legion with renewed force, taking advantage of the sudden halt in the constructs that had been pressing them from all sides.
But it was Lyrate who changed the flow the most. As if she had been waiting for this exact moment.
The massive tree she had summoned earlier stood rooted deep within the battlefield, its presence already dominating a large section of the void. Lyrate rose above it, her figure steady as she lifted her hand and spoke softly.
"Eternal Bloom."
Above the tree, space parted.
A giant flower began to form, unfolding slowly as five large petals opened outward. Its color was a soft yellow at first, glowing gently against the chaos around it. At its center, a golden orb pulsed.
Then the orb released a ripple.
It spread outward across the battlefield, smooth and silent, passing through everything in its path.
