The first horde came within ten minutes of crossing the inner boundary.
Three hundred Skyspear Reavers descended in a tight diving column from the upper canopy, their bone-spear beaks humming with kinetic charge. Lyra deployed first. A flat ring of crafted weapons rose around the group at chest height, each one rotating, each one calibrated to the Reavers' aerial profile. The ring pulsed once, and the air above filled with intercept lines.
Forty Reavers died on the first volley.
The rest broke into three sub-formations and adjusted their dive.
Aelira raised her hand, and Night Reign expanded.
It was not the dome it had been before.
