The battle for Sector 28 turned from a tense standoff into a one-sided, brutally efficient slaughter.
Alyssa's army, caught in a perfect pincer movement, their greatest asset – the high ground and their silver arrows, neutralized, shattered like one of their own crystal golems.
Chloe's Shadow Strikers were a whirlwind of silent, brutal efficiency on the catwalks.
Her Goblin Snipers loosed volleys of black-feathered death, their arrows finding throats and eyes with chilling precision.
They eliminated the remaining silver-arrow archers before they could even notch a new volley.
Down below, my main force, led by a furious Isabelle, crashed back into their ground troops like a tidal wave of pent-up violence.
BOOM! CRACK! BOOM!
The cavern became a percussive symphony of sonic booms and shockwaves.
Reina's fists were meteors, striking with such force that the Crystal Golems she hit didn't just break, they exploded into glittering dust.
