Tödliche Partner im Kampf um den Thron

In the ruins, I rig a poison fuse to an abandoned mech's blade. Five elite guild members corner me. A wind-type support—no brute force needed. I detonate poison mist in their blind spot, taking all five out. The counter-kill alerts overlord Kael; our clash ignites him. Kael blocks the energy rain, I detonate traps—the arena collapses. The alarm turns red: final reclaim, or the mastermind's scheme?