[ WARNING - This chapter contains strong language, Gore, and extreme violence, please read at your own discretion. ]
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(Planet Juxta, A Common Soldiers POV)
"The planetary mana shield… it's gone."
A soldier whispered, his voice breaking as his eyes stared wide at the heavens above.
The Juxta Planetary Shield had been shattered for the first time in four centuries, and enemy ships now entered their lands without any checks.
"No… no, no, no, no… it was supposed to be unbreakable! This can't be true, this must be an illusion!" another cried out, as he clutched his helmet with trembling hands, refusing to believe this was real.
Every Cult soldier at this moment felt fear and shock running through their veins, as they knew that in a handful of seconds, a bloody battle would start to unfold.
A battle, which would see many of them being killed for sure.
And as a result, fear spread quickly amongst the ranks.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, we are all going to die—"
