The alarms were going off through the midnight sky holding the moon.
"The Resistance is rising!"
Ten warriors with arm canons, laser blades, and other weapons, began destroying Makai energy tanks as well as fighting with soldiers.
"Dammit! We can't hold on forever!"
"You're right!"
A blue haired boy wearing a chest plate, baggy long pants and a black shirt, jumped down.
He slashed at soldiers who tried shooting at him.
He was the only one in the resistance using an old fashion weapon which was a dragon crested sword, known as the Dragoon.
He threw the Dragoon at an energy tank and had it spill it's energy.
He began collecting it's substance in a small sub tank.
"All right, everyone! Fall back!"
The Resistance began running out the plants with energy stored away.
The blue haired boy waved the Dragoon and caused to start flashing.
"Bye!"
The soldiers were all blown away by a powerful wind.
The Resistance took off with a bunch of Makai energy.