Fear the footmen

The Javelin is hurled from Octavius's hand, bursting across the air, it booms out, crashing into the target.

a lightning traced circle appears above the General desperately trying to tear out the lethal hit of the javelin.

"Burn," he says, lacking any mercy in his voice. A chain of lightning with just enough energy to slowly fry a target blitz down.

Crashing against the tip of the javelin, it shot into him "AAAAAAH!" the battlefield command ruthlessly burned in his armoury.

The rancid smell of flesh being cooked fills the air, wafting across it. "URGH BLEGH!" some of the weaker member even in their baseline of training against it cover their mouth.

They throw up their entire dinner as the uncaring soldiers of Vuiseon Gaegeles walk ever forward. Their firing shot.

Blitz the air. Armour useless against those overwhelming repeaters as the minigun fire from the heavy suit.

Rains down on the side, they defend occasional bursts of missile hailing the Skys from the Fury. The missile homing down on thickets of thugs.

they slam down on the army, fear of the whistling tracing every thug assuming they'll be next to be dealt in by the Fury.

Its immense firepower only overturned by the enormous threat produced by the commander of the field.

The front a graveyard of bones, dismantled bodies atomized to bits as two skeletons stand amongst the centre.

hundreds of bodies just bodies resting around, no injury afflicted on them, as if their souls were just torn from them.

More likely torn to bits in the hellish power of Sans and papyrus, "It appears we've run out of the guilty."

his hands still wreathed in blue magic, Papyrus gaze outwards "I don't believe so I'm surprised they have wyverns."

The massive creature flying across the sky towards the Capital, Octavius gaze at them, releasing the Furies.

The Aircraft form in the air darting outwards, the Design Propelled as it blurs to the Wyverns homing missile storm out.

A Fury to them as they split into a multitude annihilated, the Wyvern struck as they continue their immense annihilation.

The mach 6 jet like structure double winged as a hover fan rest before the Wings towards the back venting air as the cockpit extended outwards is adorned in both anti land and air.

A bombing Run toppling many of the camps . The siege of Vuiseon contiunes though thousands of this thug payed with mercenary to attack it.

only the executive guard aware of the true objective to just dig a path out of the mines to export Illusiora.

Octavius draws another of his molten Javelin, hurling it downwards. One of the leader reacts grabbing it he redirects it backwards.

The javelin piercing a random thug as lightning strikes down rapidly, "oh it seems somebody can actual Dodge."

Hundreds of shards of gold appear in the air, glowing brightly, they move dashing downwards. They rupture.

an explosive hellscape compared to the rapid department of splinter bombs, explosive might they break the Legion?

"We can't win Aah." the soldier Fall in the Icy hell of Esdeath power, those climbing on Ivy Part incomparably smaller.

So many falling for the deathly pitfalls crafted into the land, Ivy Snickering as the few who approach her are cut down.

Like a child pounced on by a tiger, torn apart, completely helpless to Ivy Storm of razor Ice shards.

Octavius again throws more of these deathly Javelin downwards, The Commander manages to control one enough to hurl it back.

Octavius steps aside, and catches it, "to think one can do this Akira annihilate that side." The massive dragon.

Roars an eruption of RC Mist burst from its mouth, mouth frenzy howls of agony erupt "AAAH!" Tendril burst from them.

Frenziedly Attacking anything, as billions of Shards tear down Shredding Apart tens of targets, Brutality the only word to describe this massacre.

The Commander that was such a problem blocking his javelin dead full of Hardened Red Shards.

Octavius gazes around the field, thugs dead all around, "this will be one hell to Clean up." Sundering Flame pillar erupting from the Left beyond the Mountain.

"Ah and their goes Scarlet in her endless wisdom." the wizard Tower is activated as it expands revealing.

A diamond, Trembling A shockwave burst across the entire field, refilling the Vigor of the frontline.

From the slight legions that bypass the defense in the front, Sans, and Papyrus. just standing there not moving position because it being unnecessary.

Octavius Surprised at the number of forces Viper corpus can muster to attack them, he craft a specialized javelin.

A highly explosive Javelin. he hurls it towards the Largest camp, closing his eye as it slams down, imploding.

A massive sun appearing in the distance at that camp as the shockwave destroys everything, killing the camp and most of the surroundings.

Scarlet Shocked finishing it off as the juggernaut Annhilate Targets.s Not even having to launch most of his vehicles.

The Guardian arrives quite late, at many of the camps silencing them, the number of Viper Corpus encampments.

The Number Dropping rapidly, Octavius watching the dropping number. "Push out and erase the rest of their force.

him aware that one of his mines got taken shipping out as much Illusiora as they can through tunnel being dug as they move Illusiora.

running into rapid oxygen suffocation but continuing to get it out of drug addicts, very easily swayed to get the job done, even if it kills them.

The fodder they send now a bunch of drugs beggers, running into the massive force of steampunk.

Guns in the line of death. Though the Number do break through and slaughter the gunmen "That the downside of ranged units for a frontline."

Roaring Resound as actual melee, Orge Rush into the location, slamming back the Druggy as the vicious blade glaive.

the size of an entire gun line, Sweeps across the Addicts line a flamethrower on a heavy exo, burning them down.

"AAAAAH!" The horror indeed increasing well burning corpse rest charred. even their Tongue boiled to grease.

the continued massacre truly spreading what can be considered the fear of death, as a miasma of horror unconsciously emits off Vuiseon footmen.

Marching driving fear deep into the remaining enemies as they are hunted down the Siege against Vuiseon ended as quickly as it started.

"Sir, it does appear that Viper-corpus has begun targeting our outer cities and villages." he Nods "why do you think the Imperator and spec ops had such a limited level of interference in this siege?"

He grins outwards. "They are handling those. We will send our Marches and our battalion outwards from here and retake our lands as many have before us."