Lena's lips pressed into a thin line. "Power's always a double-edged sword. But without it, we don't stand a chance out here."
Agatha adjusted the strap on her satchel, her gaze darting nervously to the darkened alleys around them. "We need to keep moving. Staying in one place too long is asking for trouble."
Sidhu's quiet footsteps followed close behind. "I'm running low on ammo. If we face more of those elemental Revenants, I don't know how much longer I can hold them off."
Parvi, always vigilant, scanned the horizon with narrowed eyes. "We need shelter. Somewhere defensible. And fast."
Kev nodded, already feeling the weight of their words pressing against his resolve. The truth was clear: this world had become a gauntlet, and their survival was a precarious balance of luck, cunning, and sheer force.
