Chapter 270: Arc 4, Act II, - 115: Uncertain End
"Gather west and storm the base!" the Trailonian captain commanded. The circle of Trailonian soldiers around the barricade rushed around whilst crouched, making their way west of Division One.
The sound of gunfire only rang louder and they pushed aside the barricade, leaving them a gateway in. "BLAST!" "ACK-!" and another Trailonian soldier fell.
The Cravoltan soldiers had made a tight formation at the western end to weed the enemy out. A bold tactic, but one that forced the enemy to storm forward if they wanted to advance any further.
Gunfire blasted against the makeshift Division One barricade, not to mention the odd angles the enemy had to shoot at—Cravolta had the advantage.
However, as the enemy stormed in, "Quake!" the earth beneath them rumbled, the entire terrain shook as soft cracks began to form. Clouds of dust and sand were kicked up. "SWISH!" Not by mistake of course.
Once the enemy got close enough to even attempt to fire or stab with their bayonets, a crescent of sand would slice their throat clean, barely making a sound other than a thud.
"PING!" "PANG!" Whilst other soldiers crouched and aimed, the Ashen Whisper stood in the middle of it all with a scowl. She twisted her arms and fingers, her armour flexible enough to follow her movements.
Each bullet made a dent in her armour, but it barely made her flinch. Even with her head veiled by sand, her dark eyes could spot those who needed to be dismissed.
The stragglers from her vision were shot by the Cravoltan soldiers who had gathered their valour and wits. Even if the enemy evaded those bullets, there was no evading-
"HUH! HA!" a greatsword slashed into their sides and bashed across their skulls. Each bullet fired only blocked by the tiniest fragment of earth, before it even scraped a strand of purple hair.
"Zap!" her armite sword followed her spins, pivoting the sparking blade as it caught the drops of crimson and turned them into red dust.
Each zap bounced and arced into her opponents—"TANG!"—the bullet to her head blocked by the sword she would bring up. Careful as to not shake the earth too much, the princess relied on her blade alone.