The Thirteen neared the enemy in their path and did not falter. Manon dug her fingers into the stones so hard her iron nails cracked. Began shaking her head, something in her chest fracturing completely. Fracturing as the Thirteen slammed into the Ironteeth blockade. The maneuver was perfect. More flawless than any they’d done. A lethal phalanx that speared through the enemy’s ranks. Aiming right for the tower.
