The battle raged like a tempest in the heart of the Sirius Interstellar Mall. Even as military reinforcements poured in and drones circled above to contain the breach, the tide of Zergs was relentless. The portal in the sky pulsed with a malevolent rhythm, birthing more horrors every minute, spilling creatures that twisted the laws of nature and science.
Ahcehera's lungs burned from the effort of maintaining her barrier. Her arms trembled slightly with the strain of compensating for her lost strength, but her eyes never left the upper combat ring, where Eros stood as a lone warrior holding the line.
He was a blur of black and silver, his blade glowing with antimatter runes, striking down monstrosities faster than they could regroup. The hybrid Zerg, a towering abomination of scales, steel, and partial human DNA, shrieked with inhuman rage and lunged. Eros met it head-on.
