Durgama Takeover

Armor heavy, air even heavier. Cameliard guard post barely visible through the early morning fog.

Click. “You ready?,” Eudoros asks as he snaps the eclipse grenade back onto his belt.

The thud of Ajax’s massive helve is his only response.

—–

“How many?” Phoenix, uncaringly.

Squinting through the scope, Atalanta accounts “Kuang Shi group on the western flank. Group of Hsien’s on the east. And something I can’t make out. Not sure. Hsien’s could be a problem”

Clack. Phoenix’s launcher confirms, and he grunts an acknowledgment to her while turning to Ajax and Eudoros. “Just like last time?”

The sunrise flashes across a myrmidon’s blade.

—–

Pitch black and the sound of metal shredding and crumpling against its will.

When the eclipse smoke clears, Ajax’s massive form hunched against his hammer, and the Hsien’s worse for wear.

Atalanta and Phoenix look to each other knowingly, and the camera pans up as the sounds of gunfire and explosions drown out the screams before all fades completely.

Eudoros reports “Post secured. Send ’em in.”