"W-What the hell?"
Watching the chaos unfold in front of him, Varian forgot to breathe.
"W-Why?"
The eighth planetoid. The final one on his list.
He knew that it was in the most dangerous condition. So, he did only the minimum on every planetoid and saved time.
Yet.
Varian lowered his head and closed his eyes in pain.
Even then, the mayhem of the planetoid was captured by his senses.
As if it was a movie, everything that happened here so far played out in his mind's eye.
The level 8 humans on the planetoid were fighting the level 8 Abyssals.
Then, a bunch of wyverns appeared. The army split the group and sent a few to hold back the wyverns as they waited for help.
Even though they weren't winning, the brave men and women ensured with their blood, sweat, and tears that they didn't lose the planetoid.
A stalemate continued for an hour.
Then came the next batch of wyverns.