Whoosh-
Everyone in the conference room stopped moving.
At the head of the table, Elder Zhao stiffened slightly.
His breathing quickened as he said,
"Decrypt it immediately and put it on the big screen."
Seconds later, a video filled the main screen.
Explosions, the sound of armor being torn apart, and roars from creatures not native to Blue Star battered everyone's eardrums through the sound system.
On the screen was an inferno of blood and fire.
Flayed hellhounds, giant arthropod insects, and masses of flesh dragging slimy tentacles charged the elves' lines.
Rifle fire wove into a barrage.
Roaring heavy machine guns plowed furrows of blood and flesh through the Demon Clan.
Rockets trailed crimson flames, blasting clouds of shredded flesh and black blood from the densest concentrations of demons.
Magic interwove with the gunfire, countless roars forming the background noise.
Breathing grew heavy in the conference room.
Those present had seen it all, yet the scene before them still exceeded their understanding.
The video's perspective shifted, locking onto a monster over three meters tall with curved bull horns on its head.
Standard rifle rounds had no effect on its dark red skin, and even the heavy machine guns' 12.7 mm armor-piercing rounds only made slight dents in its hide.
On camera, it struck an infantry fighting vehicle with its giant axe.
The thick composite armor split apart in an instant, becoming a mass of burning steel.
"Hiss-"
A chorus of sharp intakes of breath filled the conference room.
Elder Zhao gripped his armrests tightly, his eyes wide.
The footage continued.
An old man in white robes, his hair and beard snowy white-Kael-appeared on camera.
He raised his staff high, chanting an obscure incantation.
With no other options, the soldiers charged at the cost of their lives, solely to divert