"Catch them! Catch them!" The Scourges flew through the air, dodging the dangerous structures of towering spires bristling with elongated spikes. On the ground, Khan made excellent use of this, perfectly anticipating the gaps between the Scourges' volleys and steering the vehicle behind buildings or spikes for cover.
Then, each time they darted out again, he gave Lin Fan time to prepare his shot. Their coordination was flawless. Khan relied on his status as a primarch and ten thousand years of experience, while Lin Fan relied on his visual adaptability.
The fusion gun really was useful. Lin Fan did not even need to consider hitting vital points. As long as the beams struck any part of the body, the explosions and burning flames would send them to their deaths.
The two raced through the dark cityscape, and their battle with the Scourges drew the attention of others.
"What's with those people? They're actually killing Scourge bird-men? How outrageously bold..."
"Oh! Now this is interesting. I've long found those noble brats unpleasant!"
"Hehehe... We can join in while things are chaotic... consider it our entry into the competition..."
"I like their white anti-grav bike. It has a unique artistic flavor. It makes me so... excited..."
The Scourge force pursuing Lin Fan and Khan was thus ambushed in the shadowy streets by other kabals and Hellions. Shards fired from the Splinter Rifles, the most common weapons in Commorragh, blanketed the air along the Scourges' path. Accelerated to supersonic speeds by electromagnetic force, these weapons carried neurotoxins. Even if their victims were not sliced to pieces by the sharp crystals, they would lose their ability to fight in unbearable agony.
"Evade!" The apparent captain of this Scourge unit looked at the splinters raining down from the sky. He gave only a token shout