Lu Han—the Metal Pillar, clad in shimmering plate armor forged from bound runes, each step he took turning the ground beneath into polished steel. He didn't cast spells. He conjured weapons from raw metal and threw them like missiles. Precise. Unyielding.
Zhou Mei—the Wood Pillar, serene and graceful, her body surrounded by a halo of floating leaves etched with ancient glyphs. Her roots extended underground and allowed her to fight without moving, binding enemies with tendrils of bark that pulsed with tranquil fury.
Shi Yan—the Water Pillar, skin a sheen of mist, her robes flowing like rivers. She wielded control, not brute force. Veins of glacial energy radiated from her hands, flash-freezing air, spells, and people with a whisper of movement.
