Chapter Five: A Silent Language for Five

In the final round, Throne abandoned every fake. The coming soundscape was terrifyingly clean: five players charging together, all breach abilities primed. It’s real, Lin Mo almost called. He swallowed the words. Su Cheng marked an energy conduit. Tang Ye aimed at an impenetrable wall. He Chuan stepped back. Zhou Yan raised his trembling hand and tapped their cadence. They did not wait for Lin Mo’s answer. Zhou Yan met the attack and absorbed two ability volleys. Tang fired uselessly into the thick wall, baiting Throne into misreading his position. He Chuan circled behind while Su Cheng ruptured the conduit. As fire split the field, Lin Mo stopped chasing every echo and caught the quietest one: the enemy caller pressing retreat.