SANTUARY, WITHIN THE VOID REALM OF "TOUSSAINT"-
The remaining heroes were currently in the middle of a massive siege, Bullets, lasers, explosions & even magical attacks was launched at their defenses, The Wild Hunt was fighting the Shock Troops with sword and axes while the Heroes' allies were keeping their attackers back while the Sorceresses Yennefer of Vengerberg and Triss Merigold attempted to cut off the attackers' portals. Samus Aran fired her cannon more and more as the waves of Enemies came like a biblical flood of Locusts, next to her was Snake firing from behind a piece of debris from Corvo Bianco.
Samus: How's that distress call going?! -she shouted over the chaos, she ducks underneath an Orc's strike before clipping their legs from underneath them before pulverizing their skull with a point-range blast of her cannon then she followed it up with a swing of a straight steel broadsword to another that rushed at her, it's dark blood spurted on her damaged armor-... Because this isn't the real attack!
Another wave of Orks came to blast their "Shootas" at the Wild Hunt, Nobz squads started firing at Samus and Snake's position which made them retreat back towards the Estate, the Wild Hunt soldiers were getting killed by the overwhelming amounts of Orcs and Orks which prompted the Queen of the Hunt to use her powers to zip by a her sword, sweeping through whole squads like the wind, slicing them to ribbons as she zigzagging across the battlefield with her powers till she retreated into the Estate.
After they retreated to the last defensively line, the portals that allowed the Orcs and Orks to enter this dimension turned from purple to orange in where Armada troops started coming and attacking the Corvo Bianco Estate, being led by a short-haired Asian/African-American woman with a Mechanical leg and Armada-modified Hunting Crossbow with mechanical pieces, a quiver full of explosive arrows. She wore a very light suit of battle armor, her face was young like in her mid-twenties and her eyes glow orange till they they turned to a dark auburn.
Armada Officer: Surround the Estate, kill everyone except the ashen hair woman, the Soldier and the Bounty Hunter. -she orders before slowly moving forward and killing a cluster of Orcs with her Crossbow using an explosive arrow-... No mercy and be efficient, there's more targets at the Cluster.
From the Estate came a massive beam of light which ripped a hole on the roof of the estate, releasing a massive wave of energy propelling dirt, debris, gravel, leaves and anything that wasn't nailed to the floor, the Armada soldiers were shoved back by the gust of wind from the energy release, all looked back to the beam of light in awe as a maelstrom was created in the sky, bolts of lightning exploded around as the sky cracked open and rifts started opening across the entire area, cracks started to rise all over the Estate.
Armada Officer: They're trying to teleport the estate?! -she asked herself in surprise before she pulled the sword out from a corpse then sliced up a few stragglers, decapitating a pair Orks before tossing her borrowed sword into a Mordor Orc's back, she pivoted around and killed a Orc Captain by smoothly driving the knife into the back of their neck-... DON'T LET THEM ESCAPE!
The soldiers of the Armada charged up the area and started fighting a few more members of the Orc tribes before engaging the Wild Hunt who were guarding the Estate, clashing blades together like this was Medieval Warfare; The woman locked blades with one of the riders but used her free left hand to fire an old and worn-out revolver into the Rider's head by sticking the barrel in between the blades. she proceeded to kill her way up to the estate till she reached the door where she stopped, looked at a door then parried a incoming sword swipe from a Rider, held him like a human shield then kicked him through the door triggering a magical trap, killing him in a fiery blast.
She walked in, ducked underneath a greatsword swipe from a female rider whom she killed by snapping her neck and using her body to block a fireball thrown her way, the impact launched her back but she kicked up and started phase-dodging fireballs, drawing power from the Chaos around her to emulate Zirrael's quick teleport dodges as she reached the Caster: Sorceress Triss Merigold.
Triss put up a good fight but she was eventually struck with a cloud of dimeritium to the face which nullified her magic, blinding her in the process causing blood to shot out of her eyes as she screamed, silenced by an arrow driven into her throat like a dagger by the woman. The armada woman ran upstairs where she was booted down by Prophet who fired his assault rifle at her, she rolled away before she was killed then fired her revolver at him, the bullet bouncing off his armored skin. The Armada woman charged a ball of chaotic energy before tossing it upstairs like a grenade, the explosion tore a chunk out of the estate alongside a few members of the Hunt, their mangled bodies rained upon the battlefield, their blood as a thin mist remained in the air.
She walked up the the stairs to the devastated second floor of Corvo Bianco where a massive portal floated there, vibrating the air around subtly, whooshing audibly as rumble and wreckage was floating about and around it; The Armada Officer fired her revolver at the first figure she saw, managing to hit something in the back as a few heroes or/and members of the hunt leapt through the portal leaving Queen Zirrael and a few members of the Hunt including Letho and Yennefer whom where close to the rift. The Officer's eyes glowed orange and her blood-vessels glowed a dim orange/reddish color as she drew her revolver, Zirrael flew forward with her sword but she was wasn't fast enough to stop the armored woman from quickly dispatching three of her soldiers and punching a hole in Letho's leg.
The Queen of The Wild Hunt clashed her blade down into the officer's arm but that what she wanted, dragging the blade forward and headbutting Zirrael, shattering her nose then booting her back a few yards straight through a wooden wall. A Hunt soldier charged forward with a battle axe then swung down only for her to side-step and casually and easelessly snapping his neck, she picked up the weapon one-handed proceeding to kill another by tossing the axe into their torso, the hit was so violent that it propelled that warrior onto the ground from the force. She seemed disconnected, annoyed even at the Wild Hunt warriors in front of her who hesitated after witnessing the brutal deaths of their comrades.
Armada Officer: You all should've run when you had the chance, then again we will find you eventually... there's nowhere you can run from the Armada. -she said as she reloaded her revolver, dark chaotic runes emanating of the weapon, each bullet was pitch black, made of onyx metal and fueled with chaos energy-... Now surrender or slit your own throats and save me the trouble. -she aimed her revolver-
Yennefer fired a massive ball of fire at the officer who caught it on her free hand then another one, Yennefer threw a bolt of lightning which the officer redirected into a charging Letho, knocking him to the ground spazzing from the shock, the officer spun around and sweep the legs from underneath the last warrior following up by blowing his brains with her revolver. Before Yennefer could react, the woman appeared in front of her and stabbed her in the heart then point-blank shot her twice in the abdomen, shoved her off just as Zirrael stood up:
Armada Officer: Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, you've been avoiding us quite a lot... you should have joined us when my Lord gave you the opportunity... -she said to Zirrael as she drew the blade off from a slain Hunt warrior, a long broadsword and slowly moving towards Zirrael-... All you've lost and yet you refuse your opportunity to make yourself a better future, how unfortunate you may never get to see your precious Geralt ever again or that elf girl... maybe she would join us, be a better addition than you... -she smirked-... So young and Naive, she will be perfect soldier for the cause!
Zirrael: You'll never get her! -she shouted before tele-dashing around then leaped up to the air with a massive downward slash, sending massive kinetic waves from the impact, The woman smiled as she soaked the impact then shoved Zirrael away, quickly tele-dashing and getting three lighting fast slashes on the queen of the wild hunt-
Armada Officer: You're not the only one who can do that, now be a good bitch and let yourself succumb to your own fate.
Zirrael: I invoke the law of equals... -suddenly the Armada Officer's number glowed in chaos energy, causing her to wince and growl angrily, her pistol disappeared from her holster then her sword become a dark copy of Zirrael's sword, her armor unhinged itself then crumbled to the floor leaving her in her undersuit, sleeveless and with her plain boots, matching Zirrael in equipment, weight and utility-
Armada Officer: How did you-?!... -she yells, unable to cast her magic powers or other skills that she wielded previously-... No matter if we're equals, you will fall to the armada's power, doesn't matter if you know our Laws... -she readied herself in a perfect reflection of the fighting stance of the Wolven Witchers-... You will join us or die like the rest. -he eyes glowed as she readied to end this fight in one strike-
Zirrael: You may imitate my powers but I perfected them, I will not fail, I will not fall!... -she did the same thing, her full power coursing through her body, unleashing it from the deepest reaches of her soul, tapping into her Source nature and her Elder Bloodline-
Both exploded out their power and ended the fight before it started, the subsequent impact of such intense forces obliterated the entire estate including the surround grounds, launching rubble and debris all over the area, killing many who were caught in the blast; The smoke cleared revealing both women standing face to face, their blood splattered around by the explosion, so much that it was impossible to tell who bled the most...
Zirrael smiled weakly as she coughed up blood, letting go of her sword which was firmly driven into the Officer's torso, half of the blade sprouting out from her back. Blood dripped down her abdomen, down her thighs unto the floor as she leaned against the wall before slipping down and sitting in a growing pool of her elder blood; The officer had missed Zirrael's heart thanks to the queen intentionally getting herself impaled in order to kill her opponent, a lethal wound in exchange of victory.
Zirrael: I... win, Clementine... -she said to her opponent who felt to her knees and slowly began to turn to ashes from her wound outward-
Clementine: So it... is... -she looked at her hands and saw a ethereal set of chains: The Chains that Bind, the first law of the Armada, be broken releasing her from the Armada's control, from the Chaos God's control... her power leaving along with the breaking of the chains, her soul finally free to leave it's long deceased yet preserved body-... G-god... why?... I'm... f-free... -she teared up for the first time in nearly three centuries-... I've... failed...
She pulled the Queen's blade out of her chest, unable to feel the pain anymore, no longer bleeding as it burnt away into beautiful cinders and luminous ashes; She used the last of her energy to crawl towards Zirrael whom cradled her in her arms, clutching her hands firmly. Clementine felt her heart beat once more, which beats stopped when she was killed in her world so many lifetimes ago. her eyes clouded over with the last memory from her previous life:
"It was a perfect day, warm and calm, AJ had been begging to go on a scavenging run so he could find parts to finally finish repairing his car, my old ride..." -she remembers AJ, a few days after reaching 19 years of age, walking towards a junkyard where they intend to retrieve the pieces-... "We were blessed with luck that day, we pulled the spark plugs, coolant tank and syphoned enough gas to make the car start up, he was so happy..."
"Then those bastards took that smile away... they watched us then shot who they though was the biggest threat, the young boy with a revolver and a crossbow, a birthday gift that Violet gave him; They wanted me alive, to torture me?, to eat me or rape me?... But they didn't get the opportunity to think that much. Killed them all, no... I butchered them like the dogs they were, even after their leader shot me twice in the chest, I made them suffer... they took the only thing that made my life matter... I welcomed death as AJ left me... but I was denied my rest and promised vengeance, I was promised him back..."
The last thing she saw before passing away was AJ's smile welcoming her forward alongside Lee, She softly smiled as her body disappeared into cinders upon Zirrael's hands. The Queen of the hunt slowly bled and bled as the battlefield was littered with the corpses of the Wild Hunt, the sorceresses who perished by Clementine's hand and the men who fought alongside the heroes; The remaining Armada members slowly approached Ciri, ready to finish her off once and for all but a rift opened before them stopping dead in their tracks, the new addition slowly moved towards Ciri, thunder upon its steps and scorching the floor where they stepped upon:
"You picked me up when I fell down, You gave me hope when my world fell down~... Now I don't need your word, I need you to step into the dark so light may bind you to a better fate~..." The figure's words were modulated by a thick filter and their hand was covered in thick and battered armor which pulsated with chaos energy, their words turned into runes that flowed into and around Zirrael's weakened body, she gasped and struggled as orange chains of ethereal power wrapped around her wrists, ankles, neck and around her torso, her eyes blackened and glowing cracks sprouted around her face, a tear came down her face as the armored figure leaned down and it's shrouded gaze met her's: "-Hate, revenge nor fate shall cloud my covenant, firstborn of justice for all~" Zirrael felt her body stiffen up, the air was taken from her lungs and her world blackened, surrounded in darkness and cold, she faded away alongside her memories and what made her Empress Cirilla of Nilfgaard, Queen Zirrael... what made her Ciri. Her face went slack and blank without emotion, her eyes sparked with chaos energy changing her eye color to a bright orange, her scleras turning black:
Zirrael & The Figure: "-Unbreakable my resolve, we'll send them running if injustice is their goal, As it was intended by fate..." -they said in unison, the figure helped her up to her feet where she retrieved her sword, the blade given to her by her father, she wiped the blood off it and after a little bit of flair she holstered the weapon upon her back-
The figure came close and gently took hold of her face, looking at her hardened face, a lifetime of running, a lifetime of fighting; They took hold of her top then tore it open, revealing her bare chest however they were interested on the numbers that where branded above her heart, before they see Letho of Gulet stand back up slowly, blood gushing out of his leg wound and his sword on his hands, he readies himself as the masked man approaches him, his armored gauntlet reaching for Letho.
A bolt of lightning strikes the masked figure's hand earning his gaze, Yennefer was still alive but blood staining her clothes and armor from her abdomen wounds, she shakily stands up and slowly stands alongside Letho:
The Figure: Y719, Finish this cur, end their suffering and come outside, there's work to do. -they say to her before heading outside through the ruined wall, ordering the other soldiers to come with him-
Without Question Cirilla draws her blade and goes to kill them both, Letho takes a deep breath and engages her but he's no match to Zirrael in his wounded state, quickly being sliced through the abdomen then while on his knees Ciri snaps his neck, he slumps down by Yennefer's feet, the sorceress was unable to kill Ciri who's orange eyes glow angrily and her smile was borderline sadistic as he raised her sword up:
Yennefer: CIRI! -she screams before Zirrael's blade comes down through her shoulder down to her chest, her eyes full of fear and pain as Ciri pulls the blade out, staining the wooden boards in her blood before collapsing face down in her own blood, succumbing to her wound, dying next to Letho by her adopted daughter's blade-
The former queen of the hunt frowns before cleaning her blade and leaving along with the figure who awaits her; Both head through a portal with all the other armada soldiers leaving the pocket dimension to collapsing within itself, never to be heard of again, lost to time and never to be seen again. Empress of The Nilfgaardian Empire and Queen of the Wild Hunt, Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon is now Y719, a soldier of the Armada taking the place of the now dead Officer Clementine Lee, a powerful woman as Ciri would be a powerful asset within the armada's ranks.
BOWERSTONE, IN THE MIDDLE OF A SIEGE-
The heroes arrived suddenly from Zirrael's portal in the closest "friendly" dimension, they fell from the sky into a large mountain of hay which cushioned their fall, others fell across the area like one of the members of the hunt who fell through a shack's flimsy rooftop destroying it under his weight. In less time it took them to stand up they were surrounded by the Guards of Bowerstone who were wielding muskets, pistols, halberds and other weapons ready to kill them, Samus raised her hands up slowly as the guards surrounded her, as well as the remaining allies she had left.
Samus: Easy everyone we're not here to fight you... -she says slowly with her hands up in the air-... We believe you were attacked by a dark enemy like us... we were ambushed so we fled here. -she says looking around and seeing that Prophet was missing as well the Sorceresses Yennefer of Vengerberg and Triss Merigold, she looked but her gaze was taken by a Trio of Heroes coming towards them-
How did she know they were heroes?, The guards bowed or saluted them with respect and admiration not for a sense of duty, a man and two women, one of which was blindfolded and had a heavy book in her hands; She was offered a hand by the gentleman who seemed like a Prince-charming type, he had a soft smile and he had bandages wrapped around his right eye, he had a broadsword on his hip and broken greatsword on is back attached to a mangled shield:
Hero of Might, Seth: More friends from our ancestor I take it?... -he says before prompting the new arrivals to follow-... You say you can help us then we need your assistance right about now. -he pointed at the sky towards the west, It glowed like the gates of hell were opening up and threatened to swallow the world, the smell of burnt oak trees was thick, blood and gunpowder was mixed into the stench-
Solid Snake: What are you fighting out here?, men in black armor? -he guessed-
Hero of Will, Theresa: Indeed, they suddenly appeared a week ago and have been trying to break our walls since, I've been preventing them from opening portals with will but they've gotten siege weaponry passed and have already down significant damage. -she says to them-... however even outnumbered 12 to 1, they're made themselves a considerable force, killed many of our men... -she added, creating a illusion upon her palm of a Armada soldier-... They're using magical items they call-
Samus: Relics... We know, they use them when they're push to a corner, has happened to us before so we understand your plight. -she says looking at the heroes, she pulled from her satchel a glowing rainbow ball, shinning like a bright star-... truly we do.
They nodded in understanding before moving towards the wall that separates the city from the outside where every ten to fifteen meters was a pyre burning corpses of the knights that have perished in the fighting and warriors from other worlds, like orcs from Mordor and even creatures from the world called Pandora. The hero of strength places a hand on the pommel of his blade then looks out towards the far fields where the Armada troops where entrenched, lobbing massive balls of blue flames at the city with amazing accuracy. Samus looked into the sky and saw pigeons flying through the air in unnatural flight patterns, she squints in suspicion before the hero of skill saw her gaze, she pulled out her pistols and kept moving while looking out to the enemies trenches.
Samus: Those birds, they've been flying strangely haven't they?... -she says to the Hero of Skill-... Since I've been fighting these bastards, anything strange is usually because of them. -she says to the hero who then drew her pistols and fired upon then, watching them scatter in an odd pattern and then quickly disappear in a formation towards the trenches-... As I expected, their tricks get a bit predictable after a while. -she says to them-
The Hero of Skill, Barbara: -she pulls one of the guards towards them-... Tell the archers to target all pigeons that fly from the trenches and over the wall, shoot them out of the air but don't use bullets, we those rounds will meant for those black armored bastards. -as they walked away the hero of will would clutch her wounded arm, she "looked" over the wall where a loud explosion, originating from their soldiers' cannons firing at the Armada invaders-
The Bowerstone troops are good soldiers, hardy and strong but some are bit young to be fighting, consequence of the recent attacks to the city from the dragons and the Armada, they're essentially taking their fallen fathers or brothers' places, Samus thought. As the Group moved towards the Armada's assault front, They saw a large man wearing a red knight suit and carrying the flag of Bowerstone on their back, he was giving out directions and orders to the soldiers aiming their long muskets over the wall:
Hero of Might, Seth: Sir Lars, any developments on the enemy's side? -he asked as he shook the man's hand-... these are allies, they've come here to help us and you lot, this is our General, Sir Lars the Black-Fist, he's the most trusted man we have in our kingdom, fought alongside my father against the crawler as a foot-soldier and has proven himself time and time again. -he introduces the General to the heroes, he nods at them before returning to a impromptu table ushering them to come-
The Group came around the table which then Theresa encased the area in a shielding orb so spying eyes couldn't see their plans, the general grabbed a baggy and poured it's contents onto the table, gravel painted black, he rearranged all the pebbles and some chest pieces around in a crude replica of the current battlements:
Sir Lars: So as we predicted, these onyx dogs are chipping away at the wall with their siege weapons bit by bit while they advance against our siege weapons, we lost two on the last fortnight, sixteen good men were killed in the assault and three are unaccounted for, we believe their captured or worse, turncoats or/and deserters... -he placed a red knight chess piece, a Black rook, a Golden colored queen and a blue bishop representing them on the table-... our last direct attack was successful enough in the pushing those bastards back however their Elite soldiers nearly killed us as we crossed the neutral territory here... -he pointed at small stream in between the wall and the Armada line-... not before but after we crossed it, then they left us retreat without shooting us in the back, honorable but why?
Solid Snake: Our guess is that they're looking for something specific, if they wanted you dead they already would've brought snipers or even a full strength attack force to slaughter you all... so the Armada clearly wants something from your city, something they're not willing to risk killing. -He says looking at the group of Albion people-
Hero of Skill, Barbara: If so, why stretch this siege for so long, if they want someone don't they have some magic user to find whom they looking for?
Samus: They had, however their forces and their strength was halved when the realms were splintered... -she gestures to the sky where the massive dimensional cracks sit, unleashing debris and reality bending energy-... most of their strongest are fighting in the Cluster, most of those who remain are on forceful recruitment, which is hunting down powerful heroes or warriors and resurrecting them as the Elites... -she explains-
Hero of Will, Theresa: Then what are the soldiers we fight?
As they're going to get the answer, loud yells are heard and the Armada soldiers charging forward killing a few more men before their formation breaks, as they scattered an Elite come through holding a massive glaive with a flag attached and a shortsword on the other hand, the Flag has the Armada symbol, the Elite groans as she slices through an armored man, slicing through his chestplate like butter. Her armor was much heavier looking than the last Officer that the heroes have seen, this woman clotheslines another man before stabbing down her glaive into his chest through his chainmail, as she pulled the glaive out she spun underneath a sword swipe from another knight then she clashes her blade against his but takes a right hook that knocks her helmet off, revealing her face: Hildegard Von Krone but her face was scarred by a burnt cut over her left eye.
She recoils from the punch then fights the charging Bowerstone knights, the heroes of Albion go down the side ladders till they reach the wall gate where they join the battle, Samus, Snake and the heroes making their presence know. The Officer Hilde impales a Knight with her spear before launching him away, his scream travel through the air till it quiets against a rock, she cuts through the knights till she swings down her blade towards Samus only for the Hero of strength to block the strike then tackle Hilde up and through a wooden pike fortification, he stands up and raises his shield up bashing a Armada grunt's skull in with three swift strikes.
He's supported by his older sister who fires her dual pistols with fury and precision, she unlocks the barrels and spins her pistols around into the air, quickly slitting the throat of a charging soldier, she catches both pistols and reloads with unmatched skill, with a satisfactory click and cling her weapons once again began to cut down the Grunts, two shots to the chest or one to the head. Theresa erased nearly sixteen grunts with her magic but missed one who almost ended her life with a shotgun but was decapitated by a late arrival to the battle: The Bosmer Dragonborn Kirä, she who's voice bends the air around and turns the Armada grunts into ash.
Kirä: VEN GAAR NOS! -She shouted loudly creating a massive whirlwind that picked anything close up and launched them into each other-... No more will I stand back and see them take what is not there because they can, please forgive our cowardice and let us fight with you... -she says to the Heroes-
The Other dragonborn leap over the wall and join the battle, Metal dummy stood in Khyber's flesh and crudely forged being vaguely resemble a human made of steel wearing Khyber's damaged armor tied around to the body by tightly wrapped chains, He had blank expression with a simple pair of eyes and movable jaw to him features. He shouted in the dragon's tongue creating a geyser of flames to consume a charging group of grunts:
Khyber: As long as my spirit lives on I'll fight for the People, bring it on you Whoresons! -he declared as he swung his massive blade quickly dispatching more enemy soldiers-
Theresa: You don't get forgiveness... -she coldly says, a soft smirk forms-... because there's nothing to forgive.
J'krael: That's good, Blind-One, saves Krael the effort of stealing what you desire the most as parley... -he joked before draws a short sword and a dagger-
He casted another shout which allowed him to dash across the battle in a blink of the eye, He sliced through seven Grunts then as he was surrounded he was joined by Zera-Jin who's magic was cutting them down, with new defenders on the line the armada was getting pushed back; Hilde was struggling to keep up with the Three heroes' combined attacks, all three knew each other's weaknesses and their strengths so well that their combined assault was incredibly strong and deadly. In fact Hilde had to back up and think quickly before the Heroes descended upon her again, she took a second to compose herself and planted her banner upon the ground.
Upon it striking the ground a shockwave shook around it, spewing chaos energy all around and seeping into the Armada Grunts who cheered and rallied up, adding more ferocity to the fight and taking more damage without dying, Hilde laughed as the Defenders were starting to suddenly get overwhelmed. The Champions were keeping up with the powered up grunts but it was like fighting multiple Hildes, they were taking some of them out but not enough to stop them from retreating. The heroes gave a signal using magic which prompted catapults to strike across the battlefield, launching large clusters of rocks and debris emulating a shotgun blast but at a larger scale; This killed around two dozen armada grunts by tearing them to shreds or being crushed underneath the massive projectiles. The remaining members of the armada seemed to grow in strength as they pushed the heroes back, Hilde carrying the Flag on her back as her soldiers moved forward.
Krael used the Soul Tear shout on a group of grunts but it did nothing to them, he slew one by driving one of his knives into his face but he retreated as more of them seem to go for him, Khyber in the other hand found his ethereal state to be a benefit as he could jump into the Hollow Grunts and wield their strength as his own standing equal to the incoming Grunts, feeling the chaos energy surge through this body like waves upon the shore.
As he felt the sharp warmth of a sword rend his back he grabbed another grunt by the face and took over it's body just in time as his previous possession was beheaded, now wielding an axe he took out three more before hooping back to his mechanical body as the enemy was pushing too far into the defenders' territory. Samus and Snake were blasting grunts away as quickly as they could however Snake was running out of ammo and so did the Hero of skill, Kira was starting to run dry on arrows while the other dragonborn where starting suffer from battle-exhaustion, Khyber was starting to feel his ethereal form loosing from it's anchor on the physical world.
The Armada weren't in better shape either as their reservoirs of Chaos were running low, the flag that granted them strength was crumbling to ashes and Hilde seemed to look more dead than alive as her eyes reverted to a deep orange and her skin started to turn deathly pale; She sliced the Albion Guardsmen that tried to attack her and adsorbed his life force giving her appearance a boost. Theresa saw with her will powers the massacre that was unfolding, she felt a twinge of anger and impotence as she couldn't save their lives, she started casting something as her fellow heroes and champions fought around her:
Hero of Strength, Seth: Theresa?!... -he realized what she was planning and then he looked towards Barbara who nodded-... Knights of Albion!... Defend Theresa! -The guardsmen made a perimeter around the Will-Master who's power was escalating so high that it was starting to draw strength from the world around her; On one hand she was drawing a massive thundercloud that violently cackled wicked red lightning and on the other hand whirlwind of blue ethereal flames that roared with growing fury-
The Heroes, The Dragonborn and the champions fought the Armada forces out and down the Guardhouse, preventing them from reaching Theresa who's will was starting to damage her surroundings and strike her allies, The other Heroes pushed the others back for their safety however Samus refused to leave the heroes, the others tried to rejoin the fight however the guardhouse's door crumbled apart sealing the two teams apart; Theresa's spell was massive, Samus was shocked to see that it had grown three times Theresa's height and it looked like a massive thunder-storm sealed into a glass ball, she shouted in pain as the blue-flames spread up her arms up to her shoulders and into the orb. Hilde broke through the last of the Guardsmen and had her sword drawn ready to slay the Will-Master.
Samus in a moment of split-second decision pulled the coin with the Super Smash Tournament's insignia and by some unnatural impulse she snapped it half just as Theresa's spell consumed the Guardhouse in a massive explosion, unleashing a Super Hurricane upon the armada's taken territory, dropping meteors of pure fire and debris. Bodies were shredded and torn apart by the winds, the land was shattered and everything that once was under control by the invaders was erased and swept away by the wind.
The rain quickly vanished and winds calmed down then disbanded, allowing the victors to search for their fellow champions, they searched the remains of the guardhouse but they found were four statues standing in the epicenter of the massive spell, The dragonborn approached slowly as inspected them, the arm cannon and the shattered armor of Samus, the Sword and shield of the Hero Seth, the Guns wielded by Barbara and Theresa's wrappings were left untouched bounded to their owner's petrified bodies; The statues seemed to be made of strange of metallic stone with glowing cracks of rainbow-ish energy, their features were perfectly matched on these statues including their injuries sustained in the battle.
Snake went to the statues and stepped on the coin quickly recognizing it as the coin that the Armada General gave them so long ago, he then picks up the coin seeing it split in two pieces, he gets zapped in his hands upon picking the halves; He pushes the halves together causing a loud cackle of rainbow electricity to spew around and surround the statues, Snake felt his body go cold as the lightning surround his body and his petrified allies. His hair was turning gray and his skin was getting wrinkly, the knights saw this and they grabbed Snake in the attempt to save his life but they were aged so far that their bodies turned to ash however this made the Legendary soldier younger but for a moment. The Dragonborn then after a silent agreement went to pry the coin out of his hands, using magic to prevent the coin from killing them.
The two kinds of power clashed together and started to create a whirlwind of energy from the Dovahkiin and the energy from the Relic, this was causing a crack to form in the space around them opening up the fabric of time and space. Snake's hair had turn into light silver and his skin had now been tainted by liver spots, the dragonborn had aged up a few decades with their features becoming older and weathered; Zera-Jin angrily roared as she refused to die from old age and shouted one of her own self-developed shouts into the coin that was killing them:
Zera-Jin: WUTH SIL UNSLAAD! -she shouted into Snake's hands as he held the broken Smash Tournament coin causing an ethereal whirlwind to spew from her body and surround the coin creating a bright rainbow flash of light enough to blind them, the world slowed to a crawl and then completely frozen, the sky had split open but the worse was yet to come-
THE CLUSTER, CURRENTLY UNDER SHADOW INVASION-
The Armada was fighting a one-sided battle against the Shadow forces who's forces aren't as tough but are extremely numerous and seemingly endless, their waves were made of grunts, beasts, vehicles, demons, angels, knights, mutants and everything in between, all turned into shadowy replicas of their former selves, no longer themselves and only driven by bloodthirst and their blind loyalty to their overlord. As the shadow troops advance in tidal waves crushing the Armada grunts who weren't able to move out of the way of the Shadow God's forces. As the Armada was been slain, their dead became their new infantry, killing their once upon a time comrades in arms and then reunited under a new darker and eviler banner.
Among the Armada troops was a seven feet tall heavily armored General, their presence alone was galvanizing their troops and they bolstered the infantry with their chaos power, they carried a massive spear that they use to fire massive beams of energy which ripped the earth asunder, tearing the legions of the Shadow forces into dust and stone chunks, they ducked and weaved from cover to cover as the shadow forces kept firing at them with devastating precision and power.
Armada General: Keep fighting you louts, if Lord Dreyfuss trusts me to bring him victory then I expect... no I TRUST you to bring death to the enemy, to bring balance to the multiverse, to the balance, TO THE WORLDS THAT DEPEND ON US!... -they shouted to the sky, earning cheers and roars from their troops-... For the future of the families we've left behind, to the people who will never know our sacrifices but we fight not for fame... not for honor... we fight for the everyone who lived, lives and will ever live!
They materialized a massive flag with the Armada Banner and lobbed it a massive hulking shadow warrior, impaling it against a wall of rubble, It then spewed chaos energy across the area, causing confusion and random effects upon those exposed ranging from being Petrified to spontaneously bursting into flames and even being reduced to the size of an Ant; The General then ordered their troops to charge which they did, as it happened they opened a portal behind themselves but it was unstable due to the sheer saturation of dark energy created by the Shadow clone's presence.
They looked up towards the dimension tear in the sky from where the shadow troops were coming from, they turned around taking with them a entire squad of Elite Armada troopers who had finished bombarding new wave of shadows out of the air as they emerged from the tear. They quickly went back and around a chunk of destroyed buildings and up a collapsed radio tower towards a massive nearly intact skyscraper at the very edge of the Tear.
Armada General: What squad are you from? -they asked as they took cover behind a wall shortly after spotting a few dozen enemies in the floor, moving around and about the office cubicles-... Pulse out... -they toss a tiny marble that let out a soft whoosh noise before returning to the general-... hmmm, Pulsed 21 tangos.
One of the soldiers, A light armored female with a headset and mouth guard moves out of cover and approaches the closest shadow creature then takes a small plastic explosive and knife from her equipment, she stabs the knife through the explosive and into the shadow's shoulder then as it shouted from the strike she activated the explosive just before kicking the creature into it's ugly buddies. She leaps behind a cubicle as the creature pulls the knife out triggering the device to explode, tearing the wall apart and demolishing a large part of the room, this destroyed all the shadows in the room. The General stands up confirming that they're clear, he turns around to speak to the squad-leader, his designation being A016-II:
A016-II: Good job B1, Okay people we have a mission to do so let's not disappoint. -he walks towards the general and salutes-... Ready when you are sir.
Armada General: A016-II?... A candidate to take up the General rank, good to have you and your squad here son, now... -he looked out the newly created crater on the building seeing his troops actually pushing forward against the endless assault-... Let's get a move on.
A016-II: Yes Sir, Identification A016-II of Relic Collection, 621 successful collections. -he states as he locks and loads his bayoneted rifle, by the looks of it the weapon has received a total overhaul, not a single piece on the weapon is from the original model and it has been converted into a UDD like weapon-
Armada General: I feel safer already having you backing up soldiers... -they say to the Squad Leader-... Identification A008-II of Heavy Infantry, now that we know each other let's destroy these shadow bastards. -they tell the others as their weapon's bolt shoots forward and they lead the way-... The mission is to seal the dark portal and to obliterate their attack force after their reinforcements are closed off.
The squad headed up a flight of tattered stairs, The massive armored soldier in the squad moved to the front and booted the metal door clean of the hinges, ducks out of the way just as the Shadow forces fire a rapid barrage of gunfire, explosives and different spells nearly catching him in the face. X0 roars in annoyance before prepping a grenade then as the enemy was reloading he threw it, exploding upon contact; They charge in quickly chopping down the first line of enemies then they're forced to scatter as hulking shadow beast plows through the area nearly killing B1 who dodges just at the nick of time, stands up and muzzle stuff the beast with her arm-cannon, killing it instantly.
B1: Bring it on you dark spawns! -she says before she fires her arm-cannon completely destroying the shadow warriors who fired at her, she takes a few rounds to her armor plates and then takes another barrage of rounds causing her to recoil into cover, her visor was damaged and severely cracked-... Bastard, I'm pegged!
F500 rushed to his squadmate and yanked her helmet off, tossing it aside and checks her eyes noticing that her only eye was unfocused so he slaps her back to the world, she shakes her face and looks at F5 who fires over head towards the enemy; She nods angrily before stand up, firing her arm-canon at the enemies with precision, her cheek was bright red, F5 had a small compact rifle similarly to an AUG with a compact ammo drum on the side of the weapon, the recoil was heavy but the damage done to enemies was deadly, tearing through the Shadow grunts like if they were made of Tissue paper.
A016-II: B1 you good? -he says, he fires his rifle as he slowly moves forward to new area to take cover, a explosion nearly caught him as he ducked into a chunk of debris from the floor above-... everyone, push forward and LET'S GET MOVING, the longer we fight the more our brothers die out there! -he charges a bright purple ball of energy in his non-firing hand then tosses it into the group of enemies which turns the victims into chunks of blackened glass-
The General stands with a loud roar, their body turns into stone afterward they charge plowing through a group of enemies and a few tables leaving carnage on it's wake; The squad quickly finishes the downed enemies and hurry up towards the window where they're overlooking the tilted skyscraper that they plan to run across towards the Dark rift. Their body turns back to normal and the entire squad walks over the collapsed building's wall now turned into a pseudo-hill heading to a chunk of another destroyed building where the massive dark rift sits, the whirling of the rift was tearing pieces of the general area and lobbing it at random directions.
The rift sparks and flares up, whipping large tendrils of energy that clash against different spots around the battlefield, creating a large amount of shadow grunts and shadow monsters who charge at the Armada troops from many different directions and levels of elevation, many more appeared around the area where The General and the Collector squad were heading there. The group throws a bunch of grenades in a synchronized fashion as they reach a high angle overlooking a massive portion of their destroyed objective, the grenades explode which scattered the shadows who survived the ambush.
The general kills three enemies before a skinny but springy shadow monster leaps and swipes the weapon off their hands, crushing it with their ethereal hands, It roars loudly and swipes the general unsuccessfully; They quickly draw a knife to fight the beast while the others are assaulted by their own super shadow creatures who charge them after sprouting from a smaller dark rift upon their objective area, which their sudden appearance stopped them from sealing the giant rift.
An Absolute unit of a Shadow monster leaps out of the rift, one of it's hands impales a large jagged buster sword like weapon, the hilt is tightly wrapped with barbed-wire pulsating in dark energy which spits out evil shadowy flesh tendrils tangled in more barbed-wire which cracks and digs into the ground, It's head was a huge metal pyramid that roared it's demonic monster voice. F500 was launched aside by a transformed Big Daddy from the city of Rapture now sprouting ink-crystals out of cracks in the armor, It revs it's drill nearly gutting him, the Armada elite stands up and retreats as the monster charges him eventually tackling him through a cluster of debris where they continue to fight away from the others.
As the Big Daddy plowed through the crumbling walls using F5 till they both fall off the building however the Scout fires a grappling hook towards the building allowing to successfully escape the death grip from the Big Daddy which fell all the way down to the battlefield below with a loud boom against the asphalt. F5 takes a deep breath and returns to the rooftop, looking around seeing the others in need of help.
X541: BRING IT ON! -he shouts as a large shadowfied woman wrapped in Nordic armor, she roars at him as her large corrupted wings sprout out made entirely of shadow crystals and endlessly flowing inky blood-... LET'S GO BITCH! -She charges him as he does as well, both clashing into each other and then X5 being flung like a ragdoll towards the edge of the destroyed building-... I'm ready how 'bout you?! -he shouts defiantly as he stands up and throws his firearm to the side, drawing out a modified blood red covenant beam sword, violently humming as the moisture of the air was being boiled by the blade's energy-
Shadow/Corrupted Sigrún: Teivres etatea mérarbenet avön ni ortson uticrexe innerep ni aüt amina ...atulosba tire sued earbmu satnulov! -the corrupted, ink blooded Valkyrie Queen roared at X5, She carves her own wrist where from her inky blood turns into a massive scythe pulsating with Shadow energy-
They clash weapons with boom of chaos and shadow energy which cracks the ground beneath them after a shockwave shakes their position, B1 stumbles from the shockwave but recovers quick enough to sweep underneath a shadowfied glaive and hand out a haymaker to her attacker, a Corrupted Queen of Outworld, Sindel; Her face was missing a chunk of the jaw, the right eye and all her flesh around the right side of her head, her hair was split and transformed into grotesque amalgamation of six fleshy ink tendrils, hair and spines conjoined with the monster, her left arm was missing from her elbow down but replaced by her broken glaive shoved inside her stump. She coughs and gurgles spitting out a boiling puddle of ink then Banshee screams B1 back into a tattered support beam, madly swiping at the Soldier who is trying to nail this monstrosity with her Arm-cannon.
X541: F5!... -He shouts as he clashes blades against Sigrún's weapon with enormous power-... HELP T8 AND D1!... T-T-THEY'RE PINNED DOWN!... -The large soldier's strength throws Sigrún back thanks to a massive boot powered by his soul's chaos energy being concentrated in that strike- GO NOW!
F5 reloaded his weapon then headed to help the rest of the squad where pinned down on the destroyed building by the nearly hundreds of shadow grunts flooding towards them from the direction they initially arrived from, F500 drops a few deployable energy barricades to serve as cover from the intense fire they're receiving. T8 and D1 quickly return fire but they were severely outnumbered fifty to one however they kept them from advancing too far by throwing incendiary grenades and F5 managing to destabilize the leaning skyscraper turned bridge. They kept firing but they have to retreat towards the very edge of the bridge, they took a silent vow and nodded to each other as they continued to fire at the endless horde of shadow grunts running towards them, T8 removes then tosses their helmet aside before moving towards the approaching horde, he removes the hidden blades that where strapped to his forearms and tossed them aside.
His face was one damaged by war, scarred by serious burn and blade swipes from a life long forgotten, his hair was cut short and his facial hair was missing but his demeanor was different from when he lived as a free mortal soul, the man that once was Ezio now simply a number was staring at his fate; He tosses his chest-plate aside and says something under his breath which causes his chaos energy to flare up violently and out-control:
T8: If we win this... -his eyes start glowing brightly and his chest ID brand started to spew chaos energy, burning his flesh and causing his blood vessels to blackened around his entire torso. He smiles at his allies who are covering him as he starts overcharging himself-... Pour one out for me, I'll know if you don't motherfuckers! -he tosses his rifle to his allies before looking at the wave of the enemies-
His entire torso blackened into ash and soot, his veins start glowing orange with supercharged chaos energy then he starts walking towards the coming horde, every step he took caused more and more of his now ash body to crumble revealing his skeleton surrounded and covered in the Chains that Bind that made him part of the Armada. As he reaches the shadow forces he looks back at his teammates with the last fragments of his face remained, he smirks then winks at them as he gets grabbed and pulled inside the horde:
"I remember the last day my heart beats as a mortal man, as a free man... I served the Brotherhood faithfully, freed Italy from the Templars' control but how did a get repaid?... The assassins I've trained to destroy the Templars, one of them wanted to prove they were better but the others though that I killed him for speaking out against my leadership, I don't understand what caused the massacre... But after sun went down and sat on a pool of my own blood, my robes stained in the blood of my fellow assassins, I could smell the smoke and could feel my lungs filling up with fluid... Why was my brothers had to die?... why did they threw away our trust... their common sense and started killing each other... if only I knew what caused them to go crazy... -he says as his last words before he was resurrected as a Scout under the banner of the Armada-"
T8's body turns into a massive chaos bomb and explodes which destroys the leaning building bridge, the entire building crumbles to the battle below preventing the shadow horde from arrival to their objective building, the explosion launched F5 and D1 launched back towards where their remaining squadmates where still fighting, F5 stands up and sees the General body slamming the skinny spider like shadow monster then disintegrating them with a blast of chaos energy to the face, afterwards they were bleeding profusely from a slash on their abdomen where their armor was completely torn a sunder.
F5: Sir... -he pulled out a medical kit and retrieved a golden vial with wings from it but before he could open it the general stopped him-... Sir let me heal you!... we can't lose another General! -he tries to convince the general but the large soldier refuses-
The General: Save it for yourself son... -they say before their helmet's modulator malfunctions revealing their feminine voice however they slowly stand up undeterred by their reveal; Her face-covering was damaged by a slash and ink that spilled upon the damaged cables, her face remained hidden, only a bit of blonde fur was visible-... Help the others... they're not strong enough to win their hunts... these beasts aren't like the other we fought, they're adsorbing the energy from the battlefield below. -she looks towards the raging black rift, she tosses her helmet revealing large scarred dog ears-... GO!... I'll see to the mission's completion. -she looks over her shoulder towards F5 ands smirks as blood runs down her chest wound and mouth-... Don't worry about me, I was always meant to do this... -she slowly moves to the rift-
F5 nods then heads towards the sound of chaos where the other members of the Squad, where the shadow monsters had dragged their opponents to; The Scout ran towards the closest fight. Reloading his weapon and cocking back the charging handle fiercely, He ducks towards a turned-over desk as gunfire ripples across area scraping F5 across his shoulder, he crumbles behind the desk before shouting loudly in pain; The Big Daddy roars in a rage, the dark aura in that creature is inking the floor creating dark crystals as well some inky tendrils, The massive Pyramid Head creature was supporting by being the frontal attack:
F5: Fuck I though that big fucker fell off the building! -he angrily shouted as he opened fire at the big daddy-... X5?! -The Juggernaut of the squad was coughing blood but standing against the Valkyrie Queen while A0 clashed blades with Pyramid Head, He was missing most of his armor-... A0?!... -he fires at Pyramid Head then at the Big daddy-... Let's go you ugly fucks! -he shouts as D1 joins him at firing at the Big daddy who roars and charges them-
The both lure the beast towards them and away from their comrades, they barely get out of it's way as it roars pass them, D1 fires cinder rounds at the Big Daddy at close range to harm it which causes the beast to leak ink profusely; F5 draws out a chaos energy sword created from his arm and charges the wounded beast but as he going impale it the beast wakes and swats F5 away with its massive drill arm, launching him through a wall of rubble.
D1: F5! -He shouts before blasting the Big Daddy with more shotgun shells weakening it's corrupted armor-... Come on!... fight me you sonnababitch!... -he pelts the armored beast as he and it approach each other, his weapon was tearing pieces of the beast but it refused to go down-
"I can't win this fight, these shadows are fueled by pure dark energy coming from the portal, that enough would make them regenerate rapidly from any severe wounds but these monsters... they're driven sorely on bloodlust, the portal is giving them near immortality... even if I were to do the same as T8 I would not even scratch that big motherfucker, the only way to harm them is to hope that the General seals that portal and their ability to heal. If we wish to win this battle and throw those Shadows back to the well for the time being, Lord Dreyfuss's plan requires us to seal this rift and for the others to play their part as intended..." -he thinks as he ducks underneath the drill, he fires his weapon at point blank range against the Big Daddy's faceplate, causing the beast to roar and recoil but it thrusts it's drill into his abdomen, mulching through his armor and into his body-
He falls back to the ground, feeling his body burn like the sun then seeing that his lower half is missing a sizable chunk, this including a chunk of his pelvis bone just around his hip, he struggles to stand up, his blood flying out down his leg and onto the ground; He forces his chaos energy to exude violently from his wound till it catharizes it closed, he coughs boiling blood as the Big Daddy slowly starts standing back up, he's starting get numb around his body but he refused to die yet. He loaded his last shells, he looks around seeing his comrades still fighting, B1 and A0 fighting together after killing the monster that once was the Queen of Outworld, Sindel. He smiled as he looked up and saw the shadow rift starting to be incased in arcs of chaos energy, he heard the cheers of his brothers down below as the battle was being won.
D1: Checkmate... -he says as he fires at the Big Daddy's faceplate tearing it's armor to shreds and finally dropping the monster now that it does not have a constant source of energy-... now die, in the Name of Lord Dreyfuss! -the creature howls in pain, falling down and starting to melt into ink, D1 makes sure to confirm the kill by blasting its melting body till he ran out of ammo, afterwards he spits on the creature as it's body burns-... stay dead you fuck.
Sigrún losses her arm to A0 however she continued to charge the soldier, he slashed her across the torso then took her other hand and kicked her back as to give himself a break, he quickly sees B1 on the defensive avoiding Pyramid Head's sword swipes, he looks back to Sigrún who's now sporting ink tendrils now that her arms are gone; He ducks and blocks from her attacks, he takes swipes across the face then to his left arm. D1 sees A0 get grabbed by Sigrún's tendrils, he weakly lifts his weapon and fires a incendiary shell at her, she roars at him before tossing A0 aside and leaps towards D1 swiping them to the ground.
Sigrún straddles D1 and continues to slash him wildly, ripping through his armor and flesh, he managed to blast Sigrún in the abdomen with his shotgun before she could've reach his heart; The pointblank shot managed to launch her back a few meters where she was finished off by A0, B1 and X5 firing their guns at her, firing squad style and successfully tearing her to bits. D1 weakly drinks his emergency relic which rapidly heals his wounds, A0 helps him stand up then after catching his breath helps his comrade remove and toss his destroyed armor aside.
A0: That was the last one, wasn't? -he groaned, before reloading his gun and moving towards the edge of the building where a beam of chaos energy was shooting towards the rift in the sky-... Let's finish this once and for all. -he orders his remaining squadmates-
They quickly arrive to the source of the beam which was the General they had came here with, She was firing the beam from her hands to contain the dark energy from emerging once more from the rift; She's grinding her teeth as the energy coming from her was cracking the ground around her and whipping her armor with the very same energy she was firing; The General is eventually joined by another General who was fighting in the battle below, they were severely wounded as they're missing an arm and most of their armor, The general has a pair of majestic flaming feathered wings:
A007-II: O8, Need a hand? -they said in a matter that wasn't intending to be a pun, then fires another slightly larger chaos beam at the rift-
A008-II: Thanks for the assist, Sir! -she yells in response as both seem to cause the rift to shrink but become more violent, the dark energy whips around releasing more shadow warriors that try attacking the two generals-
The remaining squad-members fight back against the incoming shadow forces who come at them in waves, F5 placing the last energy shield behind the Generals keeping the shadows' gunfire away from the generals as they try to seal the rift entirely. Dark energy from the rift starts forcefully be pushed back into the rift as Armada grunts from down below start sacrificing themselves to seal the rift, their chaos energy leaving their bodies and being adsorbed into the seal. O7 yells in anger and frustration as he tries to seal the rift before more of his brothers and sisters sacrifice themselves, his demonic energy infuses itself with the chaos energy however looks around seeing the relic collectors starting to retreat as the shadows increase their numbers and their corrupted nature, these shadows are starting to incase themselves in the corrupted energy crystals.
B1: Don't let them come any closer!... -She looks over to the generals who are close to achieving their mission-... They're almost done sealing the rift!... fight on! -they keep the fight up, B1 is forced to imbue her arm cannon with her own chaos energy to annihilate the shadow forces who keep advancing-... Let's show them how true soldiers do it!
The shadow forces kept firing at the Squad and managed to score a few hits on them, B1 took three small caliber rounds around her shoulder and chest while A0 was thrown back by a shadow energy explosion which tainted his skin and damaged armor with the corruption ink that runs through the veins of every corrupted enemies; D1 helped A0 up to his feet but he got blasted in the abdomen by a fully corrupted ink monster, he shouted as he was dropped to the floor but he kneeled behind a wall as he quickly used his last bits of his IFAK to seal the wound, he ducks behind X5 who had been force to use his heaviest weapon for the horde of shadow creatures, A chaos charged MG42 which was tearing through the hordes but not fast enough to keep the waves of enemies.
But finally the rift was sealed by the generals which caused the endless hordes to stop their constant waves from killing them all; The battle-worn elite squad finished off the last hundred enemies that tried reaching them, smaller portals sealed and cracks of dark energy were sealed up; They celebrated loudly as the dark rift in the center of the realm was finally sealed, the Generals moved to the edge of the portal and looked towards the other side of the city to the west where massive explosions of random colors and a plethora of ungodly amount of gunfire.
A008-II: Those fucking "Heroes"... -she says as entire buildings collapse by the sheer amount of hell breaking loose-... They may be our enemies however those sons of bitches sure pack one hell of a can of Whoop-ass... -she says to the other Generals-
A006-II: As long as they do their part, Lord Dreyfuss's plan will be realized, then we destroy them... -they said to the others as they witnessed the carnage that moved closer and closer to the Other massive Dark rift across the city-... Soon there will only be peace, no matter how many "Heroes" or Villains we bury...
They all stood there watching the battle between the allied heroes and the Shadow forces while their troops cheered below, all of them knew that the day when this war will finally end was near, the point of no return from where either Order or Darkness will win; The End of the War for the Multiverse was just over the Horizon...
TO BE CONTINUED...