The illusion crumbled the moment it touched her mental defenses.
The gravity field was absorbed and redirected, slamming its own caster into the ceiling.
Thunder arced toward her but split off mid-air, grounding itself in the steel floor.
The fire, as before, only seemed to energize her.
And the speedster? She simply caught him mid-blink, slamming her elbow into his ribs and taking him out with one hit.
Panic spread.
The elite soldiers who once stood proud were now breaking formation, scrambling like ants.
Some even threw down their weapons and tried to flee, but Su Jiyai's squad, positioned at every escape route, cut off their path.
Her elemental fighters had retaken the hallways.
Qin Feng hovered in the air above the base, controlling the terrain and reshaping the battlefield as needed. Any reinforcement that tried to get in was either crushed or teleported far away.
The entire institute had become a fortress… under her control.
And she was its queen now.
