It was a massacre. Traps after traps were set before them. Planted bombs exploded on several key locations in the middle of battle. Those who barricaded the buildings were surprised with underground rocket attacks which utilized the sewers as an entry point to blow up a building from the inside.

Then came a chain reaction of exploding bombs detonating like crazy across the city. Some explosions just rose out of the streets, others from unsuspecting trashcans, and some were even attached to cars. All over the city, explosions could be heard.

“To all surviving platoons in Third Quarts, head for LANX Mall!” The flying Evening Exoskeletons broadcasted.

They heard the sudden announcement and immediately took out a flare and ignited it.

“There! Incoming signals from more survivors! Get them in here!” the Captain of the Exoskeletons ordered and pointed to the building.

Several gunshots erupted from the distance and a rocket zoomed from the ground rising quickly.

The Captain evaded with grace as the missile swung pass him off into the skies. The Fort’s defense mechanism’s then made quick work of the rocket.

Several Exoskeleton’s immediately sped towards the source of the rocket.

“Retreat! Remember our orders. Save the Morning.” The Captain slowly spoke.

The Evening soldiers halted their flight and retreated towards the signal from a Morning survivor. The Morning soldiers were then escorted by the flying troupe who also provided covering fire from the various enemies in the area.

As the surviving Morning soldiers gathered at LANX mall, the Evening troops continued to scout the perimeter.

The medics were already ready. Various devices were positioned on the basement levels and the wounded were escorted to be treated.

Evening came prepared and brought the necessary equipment’s to scan the entire building. The underground paths were blocked and finally, it was activated.

Several metallic pillars were erected on the four corners of the building and finally, an electric spark started to fill the entire area. Arcs of lightning came forth from the pillars which attacked any unidentified metals on the area.

“The magnetic field is up!” A soldier announced.

The Morning soldiers rejoiced at the sight of it. A miniature magnetic field was deployed. They were finally safe.

The appearance of the field caused other soldiers who were wounded in the area to surface and started sparking their flares for rescue. A safe haven was finally available.

“Captain! The magnetic field has been set up!” A soldier reported in glee.

The incoming volley of rockets were all blown to bits as an electric field protected the perimeter of the soldiers.

As the army rushed to gather, a Pangean soldier who spied through a binocular whistled in surprise.

“A miniature magnetic field huh?”

“Not even our grenades could break through it now.” A soldier stared worriedly.

“Don’t worry. Have you ever wondered why we saved our Pure Eradication bombs till now? We just got word from Lowengren. Another daring plan. No metal can get through that, but concrete can.”

“Concrete?”

Golderon pointed to the sky. The soldier stared at the object pointed at and gave a confused look. Golderon then took the cylindrical magnetic catapult and aimed somewhere.

“You’ll see,” Golderon smirked. He took out the Comm device with his free hand and turned it on.

“Make Babel fall. Ready.”

“Make Babel fall. Ready.” A response immediately came back.

“Make Babel fall. Ready.”

“Make Babel fall. Ready.”

“Make Babel fall. Ready.”

“Confuse their tongues.” Unlike the other responses, the last one came from Lowengren and it was an order.

Golderon took the mini catapult and aimed towards a nearby skyscraper. Various platoon leaders scattered throughout the city did likewise. Some aimed high on the middle portion, while others went for the foundation.

The Pure Eradicating Bomb was a bomb that didn’t have a large explosive radius. But what it lacked in its reach it compensated in terms of its power.

All throughout the city, near the very buildings where the Australian armies secured and activated a magnetic field on, the tall skyscrapers nearby suddenly shook as a part of their foundation where eradicated. Some of this sky suddenly had a large hole right in the center. The loss of foothold caused these tall towers to fall. And the crashing concrete’s path of landing was the very perimeter the Australian’s secured.

The sight of a falling building left the Australian Evening Captain stunned silent. They could ward of bombs, rockets and even had techs that could deal with bullets. But nothing against tons of concrete falling on top of them.

The crashing concrete fell on the LANX mall and a cloud of dust emerged from the area.

The Evening Exoskeletons could be seen flying away from the building, saving whoever they can along the way.

“Evening. Move out. Leave the Morning survivors alone. We’ll have another team to deal with them. Remain airborne and search for the enemy. Ping their locations and do not attempt to engage until Dawn has come.” A broadcast was announced towards all Evening soldiers.

“Dawn?” The Captain had just barely escaped the crashing building and frowned at the strange order.

“Captain? That was General Voyager! What did he mean by Dawn?”

Golderon frowned at the sight of the Evening lights.

“To the mountains,” Golderon ordered over the Comm device.

On the high reaches of Fort New Birth, a large hangar opened up as another platoon of Evening soldiers zoomed out and went on the offensive. Behind them, a large group of shiny silver could be seen slowly forming ranks.

They stood over eight-feet tall. They looked like a group of golems from the fantasy tales of old. Pure steel meshed to form a giant man. Deep inside the thick armor, they bore the weight of something that weighed nearly a ton.

Some were slowly walking over several platforms with complex mechanisms that equipped these huge men with the metal gear that their other companions wore.

The men that entered these metal suits had a very huge build. They looked like a mass of muscles with disproportionate heads.

“Gentlemen.” The strict voice of General Garland sounded.

“We are about to use you for the first time in history. Your enemy will not expect you, they will not know what you are, but you must not underestimate them. Evening has made their attacks but it may take some time before they can exterminate our enemies.” Garland gripped his fist as he spoke.

“But we don’t intend to let this war continue any longer. I want you to go out there and eliminate all of them within the next hour. Evening will support you. So march out and end this darkness! Let these Pangean parasites know that Dawn is coming!”

The large hangar opened up as the entire top tower of the Fort opened wide allowing the entire city came to come into full view. Garland glared in anger as his city looked like a war zone.

A large metal platform was rolled out facing the open hangar.

“Quite a plan, General.” A thin man walked over towards General Garland.

“General Voyager. It’s good that you’re here.”

“I’ve taken command of Evening. Focus on your Dawn soldiers. Still, quite a bold plan. I didn’t know Dawn Creations are so resilient that they can be used like this.”

“Of course not. Their armors will be equipped with a small rocket upon launch to nullify the landing.”

“Oh. I thought they’d survive the throw.”

“Each one of them is worth billions of Roos. You want to risk damaging them for that?”

The Dawn soldiers stood on the platform and various mechanic claws started appearing from the ground and equipped the Dawn soldiers with a metallic jetpack. Various sparks then started to appear on the ground as the platform underwent a “charging” phase.

The Dawn soldiers then wore the last of their equipment. A large metallic helmet with only a grid of holes in front of their faces to provide them with sight.

ZOOM!

Like a rock thrown from a slingshot, the Dawn soldiers who boarded were thrown out of the Fort and into the city.

The soldiers were thrown like large rocks from catapults. As the Dawn soldiers freefell into the city, the backpacks then started to give a powerful burst which slowed the landing down on top of the air. The soldiers remained midair for a second and then started freefalling again towards the buildings below. The height of their freefall was over thirty feet high.

Golderon stared in shock as he witnessed it. Towering behemoths started falling one after another in different parts of the city. Many of which were the locations where the other Pangean platoons hid.

A Dawn soldier crashed down the building and kept falling down the floors as its heavy weight was too much for the floor. As it crashed on the last floor, the Dawn soldier slowly moved to stand up.

This dramatic entry was then met with a volley of bullets as the Pangean soldiers immediately shot at the downed enemy.

The bullets ricocheted and could not penetrate the thick steels.

Electric shots were then fired. The entire armor could be seen lighting up from the electric shots. But all these did nothing to stop the Dawn.

Suddenly grenade launchers and eradicating blast were fired. The explosions continued as the Pangean soldier carried on with their barrage.

Amidst the explosions and smoke, the figure finally stood and the thick metals on the monster’s forearms suddenly expanded outwards and revealed several holes. The giant aimed at the Pangean troops.

BOOM!

Explosions could be seen from the outsides of the building giving the once confident Golderon a heart-gripping fear.

Several explosions could then be seen from the outside and then, there was silence.

Walking out of the rubble remains of this building was the Dawn soldier. None from the Pangean platoon survived.

“Platoons! Do not engage the full metal soldiers! Retreat!” Golderon shouted using the comm device. But all that he got back was static.

The standing Dawn monster suddenly turned over to the direction of Golderon.

Golderon paled in fright at the sight of the monster locating him through sound. He rushed back to escape as his men followed. A few seconds when they rushed out of the roof, an explosion took place as the Dawn soldier attacked the building.

Deep in the underground base, Lowengren sat silently as he continued to hear terrible reports coming in from the different platoons all over the city.

“Tell me what we know.” He ordered.

“The enemy appears to be using modified soldiers equipped with Benteriallyon steel. However, its conductive properties seem to be not working as electrical shocks are ineffective against them.”

“They are immune to most chemical attacks and even whiplash attacks can only do so much.”

Several of Lowengren’s assistants immediately reported.

“Sir, the battle drawing near the Exodus.

“Unbecomings,” Lowengren ordered.

“I need a diversion. Some of the modified soldiers have been reported near the Exodus.”

“We’re too far! We’ve just finished the drop!” Charles responded.

“I can’t help as well! I’m kind of busy here. The crowds moving too slow! I have to use my aura just to get their attention!” Cliff shouted back in frustration.

“Arthur?” Lowengren asked.

“I’m on my way.” A calm response was heard.

Zooming at a speed of 140km/h was the silver convertible that Arthur was driving.

The military paid no heed to this car as they thought he was merely a civilian running around panicking in the midst of war.

Three Evening Exoskeletons were zooming towards another location with reported Pangean forces.

Arthur held the canon with one hand and aimed for the flying forces.

Moving at such a speed, with an enemy zooming in an airborne fashion, it would have been impossible for humans and extremely difficult for Unbecomings to hit them.

But not for someone with a Pseudo-Path.

“I guess it’s time to use Instant Calculation.” Arthur gave a sigh.

Three shots with each trigger held down for 0.4 seconds each were made as Arthur drifted to make a sharp right turn.

Arthur then aimed for the gasoline station ahead.

The attacks struck the three and the sudden blast knocked them off the sky and they fell towards the gasoline station.

Arthur then shot another quick blast once more. Aiming for the underground tank which held the gas.

BOOM!

A rare smile of satisfaction surfaced in Arthur’s face.

“Looks like I can still play Piercing:Edge tonight.”