Kanos suddenly raised his hand and called out.
"Thalia, do it."
Thalia nodded silently. She stepped forward and spun her twin chakrams.
She launched them high into the air.
As they whirled above the group, the air shimmered and suddenly the mist around them shifted.
The original thick fog faded, replaced by a new kind of mist.
It was cooler, slower, and denser, but strangely still.
Dario blinked. "What the hell did she just do?"
Jenavira frowned. "Yeah, why would you replace the mist with more mist? Doesn't that just make things worse?"
Kanos smirked without turning around. "Don't worry about it."
He gestured to Thalia.
"Her beast is Moonveil. It specializes in blind fields. Its mist can scramble scent trails, mana tracking, and illusion detection."
He pointed to the chakrams circling slowly above.
"Those aren't just weapons. They're her beast's weaponized form."
Colan tilted his head. "So it's… defensive mist?"
Kanos smirked, nodding. "Exactly."
