With Azazel and Zaraak retreating, the battlefield gradually began to calm.
The roars of demons and xenos grew fainter as the remnants of their forces scattered, fleeing from the overwhelming might of the alliance between the super soldiers, Aldred, and the local defenders.
The once chaotic battleground was now littered with the fallen, a grim reminder of the fierce battle that had taken place.
Aldred lowered his weapon, its crimson glow fading as the ancient power within subsided. He looked around at the devastation, his eyes reflecting a mixture of relief and exhaustion. The Aegis Crusaders approached him, their advanced visors scanning the area for any remaining threats.
"Your help is very much appreciated, warrior. The valor you showed in battle will forever be carved in history."
"It is I who should be thanking you guys. Without you, this planet will be done for."