"Insurgence"
Lethal lightning flashed across the battlefield, as the silhouette of a figure could be seen flashing across the void.
Several battles were occurring at the moment, between Vimodial contractors and Unit 426.
Various affinities—fire, wind, wood, amongst others—reverberated through space in cataclysmic proportions.
"We are winning. Hold your ground!"
The team leader, a rank 1 beginner stage galactic level dwarf, bellowed, water streaming across his figure.
His hammer fell from his hands with swift ferociousness, hurtling towards a Vimodial contractor on her last legs.
Swoooooshh…
Bammmmm—
Crrrrkkkk.
He groaned, observing the dead, floating figure of the leader of the Vimodial contractors they had received a mission to subjugate.
Tired.
The streams of water disappeared from his figure as the hammer glowed with some runes and returned to him.
He turned to observe his teammates.
Six wounded.
Except the one they had underestimated and told to not drag them down.
