The battlefield trembled beneath their feet as the warships above opened fire, their artillery striking the ground with pinpoint precision.
Athena could feel the heat of the explosions as zerg carcasses were incinerated, the shrieks of the creatures fading into the background of relentless gunfire.
Despite the reinforcements, she knew better than to relax. This was only one battle. The war was far from over. Mors stood beside her, his energy sword still glowing with residual heat.
His gaze remained locked on the level-eight zerg, which had retreated to a higher vantage point, seemingly unbothered by the destruction surrounding it.
The creature's glowing eyes flickered in a way that made Athena uneasy. It wasn't just another mindless drone. It was watching. Thinking.
"Why isn't it running?" Athena muttered, wiping blood from her arm.
Mors remained silent for a moment before speaking. "It's not afraid."
Athena gritted her teeth. "Then we should finish it now."
