The five Aurelius operatives moved quickly through the dense white fog, slashing and striking in silence.
Mist beasts came from all sides.
But they were no longer surprised.
The fifth operative ducked a flying mist hound and stabbed upward, clean through its neck.
The beast scattered like smoke.
Another beast lunged low, but the second operative turned without looking, his blades already swinging.
"This pattern again?"
The blade hit. Another mist beast gone.
"Their moves are repeating," said the third. "Easy now."
The leader said nothing but his eyes glowed brighter.
Their systems were fully engaged now.
Their [Adaptive Kill Memory] trait kicked in.
It recorded each attack, each dodge, each creature's weakness.
With every second, their movements grew faster, cleaner, deadlier.
Within minutes, the five of them were cutting through waves of mist beasts like machines.
A single strike ended each one.
They didn't speak unless they needed to.
