Chapter 56: Perception
Dune and the others kept channeling their Nebas into the water below. The once black liquid was now turning a deep, menacing purple, rippling with energy as Atlas's powerful Purple Zeten infused it.
Everyone was stunned as they watched the transformation. It was their first time witnessing the full force of Atlas's Zeten.
Ezra whistled under his breath. "That's something else."
Liam nodded, wide-eyed. "If Atlas finds a compatible creature for his Zeten... he could be unstoppable."
Elijah grinned, his excitement barely contained. His own Blue Zeten, just one level below Atlas's, suddenly felt inferior. But instead of envy, Elijah felt motivated. "This is getting good," he muttered, flexing his fingers. He couldn't wait to push himself even further.
Dune scanned the horizon, his body tense. He could feel the pressure of time bearing down on them as the water rose with unnatural speed. He looked around, waiting for their enemies to show themselves.
And then, as if summoned by the thought, someone burst out of the water.
The figure soared into the air, his skin an eerie blue and covered in burn marks. His armor was torn and barely clinging to his body, evidence of their struggle in the toxic, enhanced water.
Dune's instincts kicked in immediately. "That's it!" he shouted. "Go, Elijah!"
Elijah didn't need to be told twice. With a wicked grin, he launched himself forward at an incredible speed, catching the figure mid air. The two clashed in a blur of motion, Elijah gripping the man by the head as they plummeted back toward the tower.
"Let me go!" the man screamed, green Neba radiating from his body as he blasted an attack at Elijah.