Tren pulled the trigger. Another creature disappeared, it's form collapsing as its gem shattered. Another avenged soul, another dead monstrosity. Tren moved his rifle to the right when his equipment informed him that something started moving in the ruins again.
Tren gripped his rifles handle harder. It was one of the masked ones. One of the elites… Tren perfectly knew what it was capable of. He lost too many comrades to these killing machines. And he was prepared. He knew everything there was to be known about them. He searched for every single for bit of information that was collected about these mineral creatures. Their strengths, their weaknesses, how their body was only solid light, and that the gem was where every bit of their existence concentrated. Everything…
Terka sniper replaced his clip with one filled with exploding bullets. He changed the setting from single shot to automatic fire as he couldn't locate the creatures gem. He knew better than to fail against such opponents. Tren started slightly moving his rifle, following the movements of the advancing alien. He put his finger on the trigger and prepared to pull it, but a certain sound broke his concentration.
Quite a peculiar sound at that… He could hear massive wings flapping somewhere near. But this was impossible, wasn't it? There was no creature near such size on this planet to make such noise, not to mention the fact that wild beasts would never approach a city, not to mention during the time like this. He must have been hearing stuff. Tren started aiming again, trying to ignore the noise, which seemingly was getting closer and closer.
Suddenly something touched his back.
He looked up from his weapon, but there was nowhere there, but there had to be, something had touched him.
He jumped up, leaving his sniper rifle and drew out his automatic secondary weapon. Whatever it was, it was clearly dangerous if it wasn't afraid to approach a terka.
Something moved in the pile of ruble several steps from where Tren stood.
He slowly approached the pile, pointing his weapon at it.
It seemed like it took forever to finally reach the ruble.
Tren kicked at the pile, hurting his leg, but scattering most of it, revealing it to be empty.
The surprised terka sniper bowed down to give the remnants a better look.
Suddenly wings flapped behind him. Something was there…
Tren turned around pointing his weapon…
Something charged towards him…
He tried to press the trigger, to shoot at the creature that was charging forwards, but he was too slow…
The last things ne saw were silver wings and black blades…
Obsidian turned her head to the right as she heard something moving. It was a mangled body of a terka soldier, so brutally slain one could barely recognise the creature's features. It rolled down the ruble and stopped in the indent at the bottom, it's limbs unnaturally twisted, liquids oozing from dozens of deep cuts on its body.