Lucy raised her radiant spear, its golden light intensifying as she prepared to strike.
The massive heart pulsed weakly, its corrupted energy seeping into the air like a final, desperate plea for survival. Crimson veins along the walls flickered erratically, their once-overpowering presence diminished under the trio's combined might.
Ted's brown flux surged around him, coiling like a storm of annihilation. "We take it down in one coordinated strike."
Linsley shook his head, his white flux shimmering with precision. Instead of coordinating an attack with the others, he took a step forward, his Real Fantasy gift flaring to life.
"We're not wasting any more time on this," he said, his voice calm and resolute.