The sky above the Infernal Ice Bastion had become a battlefield painted in crimson and dark blue.
From his apartment window, Creed watched with sharp, calculating eyes as the elite force of the DMA launched themselves into the air.
One by one, they shot upward like missiles, cloaked in waves of dimensional energy.
Lightning trailed behind some, icy wind spiraled around others, and pure force cracked the air as dozens of Silver-level Awakened took flight.
Each soldier was a miniature warship.
And in perfect formation, they met the incoming eagle beast lords in the sky with a sonic boom that shattered cloud lines.
The first collision was cataclysmic.
Rumble!
Blades clashed against talons. Spears pierced through thick red feathers that shimmered like molten rubies.
