Final Battle

There were still about five hundred thousand survivors gathered on the empty clearing at the center of the base. Horde after horde of Abyss creatures relentlessly charged at them and the acolytes tried their best to hold the bloodthirsty creatures back.

Alas, the remaining one hundred acolytes of Platoon 3 were simply no longer able to withstand the swarm of Abyss creatures. The fatigue they had accumulated from the prolonged battle and the journey they had endured earlier had finally caught up with them.

Emery watched his friends, specifically Julian and Thrax, were no longer in the defense and just charged into the sea of Abyss creatures. At this point, there was no point in maintaining the crumbling defense line. Their best hope was to create as much havoc amongst the Abyss creatures to stall them.