"Let me first explain the key points of this battle."
The commander of the Hayes placed a shimmering magic map on the war table, its surface rippled with a faint blue light. Around him stood the highest officers of the three great legions, the Death Messengers, the Exterminators, and the Poison Corps. Behind him, two additional space channels glowed as more forces poured through: the legion of great scientists and the legion of magic users.
From those gates came a flood of war machines and arcane devices, hauled in piece by piece. Many were unstable prototypes, their power yet untested, but a war of worlds left little room for caution. The base quaked with the endless procession of steel, smoke, and sorcery.
"The first priority," the commander said, tapping the map with a gloved finger, "is to push back the collapsing front lines."
