《The Voyager》Season 1: The Starcraft Commander---Chapter 5: protoss tal'darim v.s. zerg swarm
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Ascendant Dyges stood before the Tal’darim shrine. His neural cord was covered by a red armor. His eyes radiated red lights from inhaling terrazine. The air around him twitched and turned from his powerful psi abilities.
A supplicant walked up to the ascendant and knelt down, despite having urgent news to deliver. Nothing was more important to the supplicant than showing his loyalty. The ascendant waited for a few seconds before allowing the supplicant to rise.
“Master, the zerg forces are overwhelming our defenses. They have destroyed the outposts and are advancing toward the shrine.”
The ascendant smirked despite the dire situation. The terrazine, while providing him with astonishing psi power, took away most of his ability to think logically. “The creation of god shall not be defiled. Assemble the warriors and wipe out those filthy beasts from this planet.” The supplicant left the gathered all the Tal’darim forces available.
Dyges stayed afloat for a few seconds. Suddenly he sensed multiple terran dropships landing on the ground near the shrine. “Terran thieves.” He smirked, not worried at all. The artifact was guarded by four stone zeolets posing as zeolets statues. The terran filthy would never see them before being burned by their thermal beams. The zerg were much more of a threat. The ascendant ignored the terran dropships and went to fight off the zerg.
On the other side, five terran dropships landed and unloaded 60 units, including 30 marines, 20 marauders, and 10 medics. Marauder was a unit the Raiders took from the dominion. Their quad k12 grenade launchers not only had armor piercing effects but could also slow enemies down with its concussive shell. Their modified CMC 660 armor provided much more support than the CMC armor of the marines, not that it would matter before a psi blade. Still, in the ideal case, the protoss would be gunned down before they could use their blades. The terran strike team advanced toward the protoss shrine and encountered no resistance at all. All the tal’darim guardians were led to the zerg.
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Dyges arrived at the frontline and found the situation much worse than he imagined. The zerg brood belonged to the queen of blades himself. They had the best essence and all the evolutions the zerg had in the arsenal. They were commanded by one of the best commanders in the sector. Plus, they had overwhelming advantage in number. The zerg were overwhelming the tal’darim, until the ascendant arrived with the reinforcement.
Dyges growled, and his warriors engaged their foe. Zeolets drew their crimson psi blades and charged toward their enemies with astonishing speed. The fearsome warriors ran head on into the zerglings and sliced them apart. Havocs cleverly created force fields and cut the swarm to sections. Slayers fired upon the roaches and hydralisks, who were providing support for the zerglings. Their particle disruptor melting the body of th zerg.
The battlefield was a mess. Zerglings and zeolets were engaged in a melee combat in the front. Slayers and photon cannons were exchanging fire with roaches and hydralisks. The protoss were much more durable, but whenever they slaughtered a zerg another immediately took its place. A trail of creep was like a highway for the zerg reinforcements. The tal’darim lacked ranged attacks. If they had a few vanguards everything would be different, but on the battlefield there is no if.
Along with an earth shattering cry, a giant beast appeared on the battlefield. This ultralisk was much more fearsome than the one the Raiders encountered on Agria. Its chitinous plating deflected any attack that came his way. The monster stepped over other zerg units and charged at the protoss flank with maximum speed.
One of the zeolets set his eyes on the ultralisk. He knew he would fail and die if he should attack, but he was willing to die to protect the creation and glory of god. In a swift charge he launched himself on the ultralisk. The two meter high warrior was tiny before the bio weapon, but he didn’t let it get in his way. He jumped and punged his psi blade into the beast’s leg. The psi blade cut through with ease The zeolet was surprised by how easy it was. But before he could cheer for his victory and glory the ultralisk, completely unaffected by the attack, stepped down on the zeolet. A red glare showed the fate of the warrior. The plasma shield was shattered with ease. As the beast stepped away, all that was left was a broken armor.
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Dyges groaned, annoyed, as the ultralisk stepped over any protoss unit in its way and punched a hole in the protoss line. The attack of particle disruptors and photon cannons did some damage to the ultralisk, but its randomly positioned organs kept it alive for a long time. The ascendant knew he had to do something.
Dyges formed a mind blast with his enhanced psi energy and launched it at the ultralisk. The beast’s head immediately exploded, covering all the units around it in goo. But the beast was still advancing. It was near dead, but the queen of blades ordered it to move forward and do as much damage to the protoss line as possible. Its body was about to slam down on half a dozen protoss zeolets when it suddenly floated into the air, defying gravity. Dyges smirked and slammed his right hand together, and the ultralisk was turned into a pile of flash in the air by the ascendant’s menacing psi power. Dyges tossed out another psionic orb and paved a bloody way in the zerg flank that tried to go through the hole the ultralisk created. Zeolets immediately used the chance and covered the leak.
Jean was watching the entire battle on the Hyperion. The swarm didn’t exert full control over the shrine’s airspace as most of the mutalisks were sent to the frontline against the tal’darim and the few were no match for the hyperion. This allowed her the chance to watch the exchange between the two mightiest fractions in this world.
Just now she knew how insiginificant she was. Anyone below could kill her in combat. Even a zergling could end her life. She had no emotion, but that doesn’t mean she wanted to die. In fact, she still had the desire to not only live but live as a powerful figure. She wanted to be strong, strong enough to disregard any enemy, and strong enough to find out how she lost her emotion. She still had ambitions.
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