The bolt sliced through the air, whistling as it rocketed toward the Venom Ravager. Just before impact—
THWANG!
A spine shot from the side, colliding mid-air.
BOOM!
The explosion detonated prematurely, sending a shockwave rippling outward. A cloud of smoke and debris engulfed the battlefield, obscuring the enemy's position. But Ben wasn't fooled. He clicked his tongue. 'That damn Spine Ravager…' The long-range unit had reacted instantly, intercepting the shot before it could reach its target. Ben's irritation lasted only a moment. He didn't stop. "FIRE!"
A second later, the Krell scouts unleashed a storm of arrows. Dozens rained down like a deadly monsoon, their sharp tips glinting as they fell upon the Ravager forces. The sudden assault forced the Venom Ravager to act. Its glowing spines pulsed in rapid succession—a command.
