The conflict continued on the training field, with animals, claws, and energy blasts clashing with one another.

Amelia got puzzled about what was going on, looking like a haze from the rush of adrenaline and terror.

She watched Bruce and Elijah fight, and despite her best efforts to remain calm, she was fascinated by their prowess and strength.

But for every assailant they eliminated, two more appeared to emerge from the woodwork.

Even though it is difficult to believe, Ema's numerical advantage was overwhelming.

Amelia could feel herself becoming not just exhausted but also languid and less quick-witted as her precious reservoirs of power dwindled.

A piercing hiss of anguish...