Caty initiated a mind meeting.
- 'i've sent soldiers on the wall, Runner should create that corrosion now' - she summarized,
- 'i'll be ready in two minutes' - he spoke,
Quickly dressing up & clearing eyes with water took him a little under a minute. He filled his silver chalice with water, put on a magickal altar in his home and gazed in, summoning the vision. In his mind appeared an arid-hell with anti-infantry tank incoming, surrounded by beastmen with rifles & missle launchers.
- 'Matter-Energy Form, over Court - initiate' - he opened with an invocation. Air around the Court blurred, as miniaturized robots started to move in a circular expanding direction. Mists fell away, as Caty assisted.
- 'Now arming & visualizations, please be quiet' - Runner spoke.
He commanded Matrix around Court to arm chemicals, then visualized a task force to extend, to move in the tank direction. Robots followed, barely seen - surrounded the tank & entered in, to the engine.
- 'Release' - he commanded.
A loud noise could been sensed, as tank stopped ... then beastmen took defensive position, communicating with tank's crew.
- 'Missles, fire' - Caty's force commander ordered.
- 'Beasts, fall' - Caty herself finished invocation.
A six of fire & smoke trails in air, from the Court's wall to the tank. Some shooting in a short series, as demonic beasts fell on the beastmen from the Hell's skies. Then explosion, tank was rendered nonfunctional. Sharpshooters from the wall fired as well, beastmen were massacred in a very short time.
- 'This should be an adequate lesson' - force commander summarized, looking at the field from binocular.
- 'Indeed' - Caty was pleased - 'i am fine as well, how's paradox with you, Runner?' - she communicated.
- 'Seems it was subtle enough, thanks for concern' - Runner reported.
- 'Let's send scouts & scavengers to the battlefield, then ...' - Drake suggested.
- 'Indeed, let's.' - Caty agreed.
A flock of black ravens flew from the Court, then motorcycles & jeeps left the Court, leaving dust in their trail.
Caty sipped her wine, Runner smoke a cigarette.
- 'We'll keep combat alert for three more hours, let scouts scour the area then return' - task commander ordered.
Chantry went sleep again, if something happens they will be woken up.
-=- Tank Explosion. -=-
-=- Credits: Unknown. -=-
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