Chapter 143: The Siege of Potential
The air in the valley tasted of ozone and crushed crystal. Aurora's plan was simple, born of desperation. Lyra would target the siphon. Aurora and the Resonant-Linguists would break the nullifying pylons. Kieran and the remaining Guild defenders would buy them time.
"Go!" Kieran barked, rallying a dozen men and women armed with nothing but resonance-tuned staves and their own fierce loyalty. They didn't charge the heavily armored Ore-Severers. Instead, they fanned out along the tree line, striking the rocky ground with their staves in a complex, dissonant rhythm. It was a distraction beat, designed not to harm, but to irritate to create a resonant static that would be like grit in the gears of the Kethran machinery and the focus of the miners.
