No sooner had they left the library than Vlad and the others spotted the source of the disturbance. In the distance, a series of massive explosions ripped through the city's skyline.
Fire and energy flashed like fireworks, the ground trembling with every impact. Agamenon and Vlad exchanged a concerned glance. Those blasts originated from the section where the Imperial Prince's party operated. Worry etched itself into their features, for each recognized two familiar energy signatures intermingled with the chaos.
"If the Imperial Prince had triggered some defensive formation," Agamenon muttered, "we'd expect runic arrays and Dino constructs to activate. But that's obviously not what we're seeing. Instead, it looks more like they're under attack."
Vlad nodded. "Which can only mean another team might be targeting them," he said quietly, his expression darkening.
