Once the last standing alien fell on the ground, deadly silence spread across the battlefield.
It took several seconds for the ringing in the soldiers' ears to subside, caused by the numerous gunshots that had gone off.
"We… won?" One man mumbled, still having trouble comprehending that fact. His weak voice caused a chain reaction to occur.
"WE WON!" Several men next to him shouted in unison.
"HUMANITY WAS BORN TO INHERIT THE STARS!" Their collective shouting boomed across the whole valley.
Ava took a ragged breath, her pink eyes locked onto Michael in the far distance, who was massaging his shoulder.
"Now that I think about it, I might have gone a bit over myself thinking I can take on the 40 Elites by myself." He chuckled dryly.
'You think, you crazy maniac? HAHAHA! You really are mental beyond recovery!' His sword laughed in high spirits. In its entire existence, it had never had the pleasure of killing so many souls as today.
