Chapter 1190: That Sounds Nice


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    Sarina let out a fierce scream as she cut through a group of enemy soldiers, her armor and sword dripping with blood. Nearby, the Shocktroopers stood their ground, holding the port as they awaited the arrival of the Landing Craft to extract them.


    The Shocktroopers around her fought valiantly, a wall of determination and skill holding the port against overwhelming odds. Above the chaos, the hum of approaching crafts filled the air.


    Relief flickered in their eyes as salvation drew near, but then it happened. A thunderous boom shattered the moment. Alliance cannons roared from the distant cliffs, their fiery projectiles streaking through the sky.


    One after another, the Landing Craft erupted into blinding fireballs, raining debris and despair onto the battlefield. Sarina stumbled back, her breath catching as the shockwave rippled through the port.


    The enemy surged forward with renewed ferocity, sensing the crushing blow. Gritting her teeth, she tightened her grip on her blood-soaked sword. "Hold the line!" she bellowed, rallying herrades.


    Desperation burned in her veins, but she refused to falter. If there was no escape, then they would fight to theirst breath on this bloodstained ground. Hours passed and the Shocktroopers managed to hold on.


    Sarina was covered in sweat and blood while standing on the port''s wall while resting the sky lit up as the armies outside were covered in violet dragonfire, ''What is that?'' she thought with curiosity.


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