'Time to end the ambush. And start the interrogation.'
Ethan's counterattack erupted with devastating efficiency. Fire and water combined in steam lances that hammered their defensive formations while wind manipulation created pressure waves that sent Peak-Silver soldiers flying into tree trunks with bone-breaking force.
'Twelve down. Systematic elimination.'
The remaining eleven combatants—three captains and eight Peak-Silver soldiers—found themselves surrounded by their own dead while facing an opponent who'd barely exerted himself.
"Retreat!" Harris ordered, professional assessment recognizing hopeless tactical situation.
'No. We're going to have a conversation.'
Fire magic erupted in controlled barriers that blocked every escape route while leaving the center of the clearing untouched. The survivors found themselves trapped in a circle of superheated flames that promised incineration for anyone who attempted to flee.
