"It's Serisa! The leader of the Mistborn teams! This is our chance! She isn't wearing the Steam Suit! Attack!" Averon roared from the distance. His eyes lit up fiercely as he charged forward.
There was an unusually excited look on his face, almost as if he had finally found an opportunity to settle an old score.
"Boy, did you forget the beating you got last time?" Serisa asked calmly. Her voice echoed strangely from within the swirling grey mist that made up her body.
Averon only grinned wider.
"Don't let her wear her Steam Suit!" he shouted.
Serisa reacted instantly. Several rotating funnels of wind appeared around her body before shooting toward Averon like drills. The pressure behind them was enough to tear apart chunks of ancient stone from the ruined streets below.
At the same moment, Alice appeared behind Serisa.
She swung her hammer without hesitation. The sheer force behind the attack created gigantic shockwaves that tore through the air and shattered nearby walls.
