PS The little cottonball drones are based on actual Japanese birds. They’re called Shima enaga, and literally look like balls of cotton with long black wings. Go look it up - you won’t regret it.
“Let’s go!” yelled Severas. She raised her blade high in the air and charged in towards the compound gates. Right behind her was Eva, blades drawn and ready for more. Behind her was the mass of Justicars and Security Force personnel, all of whom had run up and helped them mop up the remaining ter
The field descended into utter chaos for the terrorists as they were pressed on both sides of the fight. Guards and Feds and Scythe Drones and Security Forces and Justicar and Ra’ventrii - all cutting the terrorists to pieces, from every direction possible. On the other side of the fighting, Miko
“Alright, now we get to putting you back together,” said the medic. “You want any painkillers?” Doleth was still kind of sluggish and her wits were still far from catching up. It was as though she was in a permanent state of just being slightly awake. But she definitely felt pain in her stomach, an
Out in the broken and breached barricade, a small pile of dead Drogar suddenly moved. The topmost corpse fell off the pile, which revealed a barely living one among the rest of the bodies. His armored hand clutched at something - a corpse perhaps - and dragged himself out of the bloody pile. As he w
Not far from her was Doleth, who had since recovered and rejoined the battle. Though her movements were stiffer than normal, she was able to retain the powerful grace of her dance. Her blade swept through her opponents with fury and speed. Eva was also in the midst of her dance, and with her two bl
“We need to get into cover,” she urged. The two drones spun around the group of them slowly as well, in anticipation of any attack, from any angle. “She needs a minute to recover,” said Eva, “no, less than that… thirty seconds. Enough time to get the stamina to move.” “I don’t think we’ve got the
Everyone in the courtyard, whether they were friend or foe, watched in absolute awe as Retholis exerted his power over the Chosen terrorists. Although he only brought in a fraction of the forces at his disposal, those few dozen were more than enough to utterly neutralize the opposition. Those who g
“Over a thousand dead terrorists,” Eva muttered. “What a waste. And what did they even hope to accomplish?” “They believed they were changing the Imperium,” said a voice. The four of them spun around and watched as Retholis walked up to them. His personal guard quickly circled the group and kept a