Ignoring the Higher and Lesser aliens that had appeared over the horizon, Victoria focused on the Elites unleashing a merciless beating.
Like before, the most dangerous characteristic of these Elites was their ability to manipulate the cold.
Unfortunately for them, the train's heating generators worked non-stop, heating up the nearby atmosphere and rendering their biggest strength useless.
Roar!
The nearest Elites released mighty roars, meeting Victoria's assault.
Fueled by anger, she effortlessly danced between their strikes, delivering her own. From the outside it looked like she had a personal brawl with this specific race of aliens.
"Take this!" Ava shouted, making her hammer as light as a feather, as she jumped high in the sky. The moment her weapon began to come down, she increased its weight as much as she could.
Its weight went from one ton to several.
BOOM!
