The battlefield was a maelstrom of chaos, the air thick with the clash of steel and the roars of combatants locked in their desperate struggles. Lisa fought with every ounce of her being, her blade a blur of motion as she deflected the relentless barrage of energy blasts raining down upon them.

Damien and Jayden fought at her sides, their movements seamless and lethal, their blades cutting through the ranks of Vivian's twisted minions with surgical precision. But for every foe they felled, two more seemed to take its place, the tide of the enemy's forces seemingly unending.

Through it all, Lisa's focus remained fixed on Vivian herself, the twisted...