'Yes, master!' the Drakkuri leader replied.
Archer turned back to the battlefield before shouting in a deep voice, ''Lara! Tali! Pull your legions back now!''
Once the words left his lips, the Draconians stopped moving just as they turned around and marched toward the fortress. Their actions confused the Alliance, but he quickly let out an earth-shaking roar.
Following that, a loud, eerie chittering echoed from every direction, reverberating through the air like a sinister chorus. From the shadows emerged the centipede-like monsters, their monstrous forms slithering into the light.
Their elongated bodies glistened with a sickly sheen, while their horrifying maws bristled with rows of razor-sharp teeth. Dozens of serrated legs hit the ground, slicing into the dirt as they advanced.
Archer watched in excitement as the enemy soldiers froze, terror gripping their hearts as they took in the nightmare before them. Cries of horror filled the battlefield, but it was already too late.
