Alexia Von Zynx was unstoppable.
Facing her felt like facing a storm as an ant.
A natural calamity that cared nothing for rank or reputation, she mercilessly tore through the lines of the Ivory faction.
This domination started the moment she entered the battlefield.
Dropping straight out of the sky like a meteor, Alexia swatted aside any artillery spell aimed at her and struck the center of the Rook Sector with a sundering force that shattered the earth.
The resulting shockwave flung back a dozen Ivory defenders into the air.
By the time the dust settled, a petite girl with bright orange hair was standing at the epicenter of a large crater. A terrifying warhammer rested casually over her shoulders.
Her platoon plummeted after her like a rain of shooting stars.
Wind-users cushioned their descent with powerful updrafts. The rest just hit the ground running, already drawing Cards to conjure spells before their boots ever touched the fractured earth.
