Novarian soldiers carefully swept into the government building, moving room by room with controlled urgency. Gunfire echoed through hallways as they cleared offices, stairwells, and storage rooms. Hidden Nabarian soldiers fought desperately, using corners and furniture as cover, but they were overwhelmed one by one. It was not easy. Some Novarian soldiers were injured in the process, and a few did not make it. Still, they pushed forward with heavy determination until the building was finally secure. In one of the lower rooms, they made a grim discovery. The bodies of lifeless Novarian soldiers were piled against a wall, their uniforms had been stripped from them. Some still had dried blood on their skin. It became painfully clear how the enemy had managed to infiltrate the building so convincingly. Silence fell over the men who found them. Helmets were removed, heads were bowed, no speeches were made. The loss spoke loudly enough on its own. Outside, the courtyard was being clean

Government building. Mira climbed into the armored truck and slammed the door shut behind her. Adrian was already in the driver’s seat, one hand resting on the wheel while the other adjusted the communication device clipped to his vest. He looked sideways at her. “You sure you can go?” Mira sharply turned her head toward him, her eyes glimmering faintly with traces of crimson energy. “Ask me that one more time, I dare you.” Adrian sighed dramatically, completely unfazed by the threat in her tone. Instead of backing down, he leaned slightly closer with a smug expression. “You sure you can go, Princess?” Mira’s jaw almost dropped. How could he be so annoyingly calm all the time? For a second, she genuinely considered blasting him through the truck door. Instead, she looked away with an irritated scoff. “Yeah, whatever.” Adrian snickered softly and started the engine. Before the truck could move, a soldier suddenly rushed in front of it waving his hands urgently. Adrian frowned im

Killian slammed Michael hard against the metal deck again and again like he was trying to crush the life out of him completely. The steel beneath Michael’s body dented deeper with every impact and pain exploded through his ribs and spine. “Now- Ugh!” He gasped, then another slam followed, “Would be- Agh!” Another, “A good time- Ugh!” Killian roared straight into his face. “Barry!” Inside the control room, Barry heard him. His hands trembled over the controls as warning alarms screamed around him. Sweat rolled down the side of his face while the launcher slowly shifted position. “Come on…” He whispered desperately. Outside, Michael suddenly saw the mounted launcher rotate toward them. “That’s it!” Before Killian could strike again, he twisted violently and broke free from his grip, then swung behind Killian and drove a brutal kick into the back of his knees. Killian dropped down with an enraged roar. Michael immediately wrapped both arms around him from behind and held him in

Unlike Mira’s overwhelming power, Adrian fought with pure skill and terrifying precision. One Nabarian soldier tried rushing him from the side with a combat knife, but he grabbed the man’s wrist, twisted it hard enough to snap the bone, then slammed a dagger into his throat before moving on without hesitation. Another soldier aimed an RPG toward the barricades, but Adrian fired first, shooting the man directly through the eye before the rocket could launch. He moved quickly between cover while coordinating the Novarian soldiers around him flawlessly. “At your left!” “Push forward!” “Don’t let them regroup!” Even during the chaos, he found time to glance back toward Mira and give her a quick wink. She scoffed immediately, “You’re insufferable.” “Yet somehow still charming.” He replied with a grin before firing again. Outside the ruined gates, Kade watched calmly from beside his armored vehicle. Then he sighed and looked toward one of his soldiers, “Send in the jets.” The sold

Isaac crouched behind a destroyed military truck while firing toward advancing Nabarian soldiers. Gordon remained beside him, breathing heavily as he reloaded his rifle. Then suddenly, the skies began to change. Several Nabarian fighter jets abruptly pulled away from the battlefield. Isaac noticed first, his eyes narrowed as he watched them disappear toward Aurora instead. “That’s odd.” He muttered. Gordon followed his gaze. “Where the hell are they going?” Another squadron turned away seconds later, the realization hit both men almost immediately. Isaac slowly lowered his weapon. “Kade.” Gordon’s expression darkened. “That bastard really left the main battlefield.” A nearby Novarian commander hurried toward them through the smoke. “Sir! Reports from Aurora say the fighting around the government building is escalating rapidly!” Isaac cursed quietly under his breath. The commander continued urgently, “Most of the fighter jets have redirected there. Michael and Barry have alrea