"Whoosh."
The sound of a standard Creator-pattern drop pod tearing through the scorching night sky was dull, much like a sleep-deprived otaku punching a pillow. But when the thing slammed into the burning battlefield below with tremendous momentum, the impact was still enough to shake the heart.
Especially since their landing targets had all been selected from the battle lines occupied by the Fallen Druids. The rapid drop itself became the first powerful strike in the Creator's Chosen's assault on the Fallen.
The civil war within the giant Castia tree had been going on for ten days, and the Fallen had held every advantage.
The Druids of the giant tree faction had been reduced to their final stronghold at the tree heart. So, with victory seemingly within their grasp, the Witch Cult commanders stationed there had neglected to protect their rear and flanks. They'd left only a few Flesh Rippers to hunt around the area. It was a truly fatal mistake.
"Boom!"
The sharp-pointed drop pod above slammed into a burning ruin like a cannonball. The earth-shaking impact sent a group of Witch Cultists into a panic. They had been kneeling and praying to the Mother of Midnight before an image of her destruction.
And when the drop pod's four side panels opened and Grand Duchess Triss's guard, Bonnie, charged out with a group of vampire warriors, the enemy's response was pitiful.
They tried to counterattack under the cover of the howling Flesh Rippers, but the elite vampires cut down a line of them at a single stroke. The Flesh Rippers hadn't even managed to build up a proper charge before Bonnie swept them with her eye beams, and the Hell Divers following close behind easily cut them down with their chainswords.
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