After the invading army had finally composed themselves, they managed to cut through the attacks which were coming from the ground level, sending down their own counterattacks.
Each of the alien soldiers held a weapon that did not look common. One could tell from a glance that they were better than even the best weapons that had dropped from monsters on Earth.
There were larger soldiers who held a long spear, while there were others that held short swords, each had a brilliant sheen, a sign that they were made by a master blacksmith. The alloy looked tough, yet there was a certain finesse within the craftsmanship that made those who gazed upon it appreciate it.
Of course, that was only if the person was not an enemy.
Before long, the enemy army was sending out slashes and attacks from their high vantage point. The superior weapons shone with a bright luster as they amplified the attacks of the invaders.