C322: Crossfire Collapse The moment the battlefield fractured, it felt less like chaos and more like reality had simply given up pretending to be stable. A mature class alien had dropped into the fight without warning, its presence twisting the air like heat above burning metal. The pressure alone made the ground feel heavier, as if gravity had decided to pick favorites and everyone present was on the losing side. "!!!" Every single person reacted at once, eyes widening, breath tightening, instincts screaming. Nobody had planned for this. Nobody had even considered that a mature class alien would just… show up in the middle of their carefully stacked battle like it owned the place. Ryan narrowed his eyes immediately. His thoughts sharpened, cutting through panic like a blade through cloth. This is bad. A mature class alien on top of two summoners. The bandits know more about it, so they’re staying quiet on purpose. They want this thing to crush us while they clean up later.

C324 — Final Pulse Sera’s eyes stayed locked on Ryan as the battlefield kept tearing itself apart. Even she could tell something was wrong. Not obvious. Not flashy. Something deeper. Ryan wasn’t just fighting. He was overclocking himself. His Dioki output, the bullet constructs, the constant reprogramming mid-air, the split-second targeting, everything was running through a mental load that no normal body should survive. If anyone got close enough, they would feel it. Heat. Not from flames. From his skull. His mind was burning. Leyfon noticed it first. His expression tightened slightly. ‘He’s pushing cognitive processing past safe threshold.’ But no one stopped. Rain didn’t notice. Davei didn’t care. They were focused on one thing. Kill Ryan. That was it. Simple. Clean. Wrong. Rain stayed locked in close combat while Davei shifted his attention. His eyes flicked sideways. Calculating. ‘If I pressure his familiars, he’ll break formation.’ That was the logic

C326: Mission Concluded, Blood Paid in FullThe battlefield had finally gone quiet, the kind of silence that did not feel peaceful but instead felt like something holding its breath after too much death had already been spilled into the ground.Ryan stood at the center of it all, his posture steady but his eyes still sharp, scanning every collapsed body and fractured summon signature that lingered in the air like fading echoes.Davei and Rain were already gone, completely defeated, their presence erased from the battlefield like they had never mattered in the first place, and with their fall, the remaining resistance among the aliens lost whatever fragile structure it had been clinging to.The moment their command threads snapped, Ryan’s familiars moved without hesitation.They surged outward in coordinated formation, each one locking onto a target with brutal efficiency, Dioki energy rippling through the air in visible waves that shimmer