My Shard Bearer System - Elias's Legacy
Chapter 141: Sickle Attack

Chapter 141: Sickle Attack

Zykra’s shadow Ikona shimmered, Shadow Veil cloaking a crate, violet shard flickering, her voice low, "Gates’re weak east." Roachaline’s Coercive Pulse flared, level two, silencing Torqa’s growl, her shards sparking, Ikona’s claws snapping. "We bait," she said, voice biting, "strip their shards, like the video." Believers murmured, "Rogues come," their zeal fervent, a comm buzzing: "93 shard users."

Roachaline exhaled smoke, knife twirling, ordering, "Vexen, scout east. Sylira, jam their comms. Torqa, Nexis, crush the gates. Zykra, cloak us." Her Ikona hissed, believers chanting, "New blood!" the video’s threat alive, raid stakes soaring, the post’s shadow heavy, her fierce beauty a blade, five thousand waiting, Vardency’s dust a shroud, the six ready, blood calling.

The command post loomed, concrete bunkers squat against Vardency’s dusty plains, shard-powered turrets glinting, barracks sprawling, five thousand soldiers stirring. Stolen skiffs roared, red Epics flags flapping, Roachaline’s insect Ikona skittering ahead, Swarm Strike slashing a turret, steel sparking, her shards flaring—red screaming, violet humming. Blood sprayed, soldiers shouting, the air thick with ash and screams, Vardency’s winds howling, chaos erupting.

Torqa’s stone Ikona smashed a gate, Stone Crush grinding, concrete crumbling, ochre shard pulsing, soldiers scattering, their rifles firing, sparks ricocheting. Nexis’s flame Ikona roared, Flame Burst igniting a squad, orange shard blazing, screams choking in smoke, his laugh wild. Zykra’s shadow Ikona cloaked Vexen, Shadow Veil shimmering, violet shard dim, hawk Ikona screeching, Signal Trace locking targets, green shard glowing, her shots precise, blood pooling.

Sylira’s wire Ikona sparked, hacking a comm tower, signals scrambling, blue shard flaring, soldiers’ shouts faltering. Federation turrets swiveled, shard blasts searing, skiffs rocking, a back-and-forth erupting—soldiers charging, Epics striking, blood drenching sand, Ikona overwhelming. Roachaline’s Domination Aura flared, soldiers dropping rifles, kneeling, her glare a blade, Ikona’s claws tearing flesh, her fierce beauty deadly, knife glinting, believers chanting, "New blood!" the rogue signal pulsing closer, five klicks, the slaughter raging, Vardency’s dust red with gore.

lood sprayed across Vardency’s dusty plains, the Federation command post’s concrete bunkers pockmarked, shard-powered turrets blazing blue, barracks swallowed in flames. Roachaline slashed a soldier’s throat, her knife dripping red, insect Ikona’s Swarm Strike tearing another, claws shredding flesh, red shard sparking wildly. Her Domination Aura pulsed, a heavy ripple forcing a squad to their knees, rifles clattering, screams choking in ash, her fierce beauty deadly, dark hair whipping, cigarette smoke curling through the chaos.

She kicked a corpse aside, boots grinding bloodied sand, violet shard humming, eyes glinting as she twirled her knife, slicing a stray bullet’s path, metal sparking. Her Ikona skittered, claws slashing a soldier’s leg, blood pooling, his scream fading. "Keep bleeding!" she growled, red shard flaring, aura crushing a sniper’s will, his scope dropping, her attractive scowl commanding, scars flexing as she advanced, Vardency’s ash stinging her throat.

Torqa’s stone Ikona smashed a bunker, Stone Crush grinding, concrete shattering, ochre shard pulsing, his massive fists pounding rubble, three soldiers crushed, bones snapping. He roared, "More skulls!" ripping a turret’s barrel, tossing it into a squad, blood spraying, his shoulder grazed by a shard blast, red trickling. His Ikona rumbled, slamming a barricade, dust exploding, ochre shard flaring, his grin fierce, sweat mixing with blood.

Nexis flipped a burning rifle, Flame Burst incinerating a line of soldiers, orange shard blazing, their screams melting into smoke, his wild grin flashing through flames. He tossed a grenade back, orange shard pulsing, explosion rocking a skiff, his burns oozing but ignored, laughing, "Burn, bastards!" His flame Ikona crackled, igniting a fuel drum, fire surging, Vardency’s ash swirling, his boots kicking a soldier’s helm, blood smearing his fatigues.

Zykra’s Shadow Veil cloaked Vexen, violet shard dim, her shadow Ikona coiling, silent steps dodging a turret’s blast, her arm grazed, blood dripping. Vexen’s hawk screeched, Signal Trace locking a Federation shard user—lightning Ikona sparking, bolts searing Nexis’s shoulder, blood splattering, green shard glowing as Vexen fired, her rifle cracking, piercing the user’s armor, his lightning faltering, body crumpling in the dust.

Sylira crouched behind rubble, wire Ikona sparking, Wire Hack scrambling a turret’s aim, blue shard flaring, her fingers twirling a looted comm, dodging a shard blast, quipping, "Aim worse, fools!" Her Ikona coiled, hacking a second turret, its shots veering, soldiers shouting, "Malfunction!" She flipped through debris, blood streaking her cheek, sly grin sharp, blue shard pulsing, Vardency’s screams echoing, believers chanting, "New blood rises!" from burning skiffs.

Federation soldiers charged, shard rifles searing, a turret’s blast rocking a skiff, red Epics flags flapping, believers’ chants pulsing, rogue signal at four klicks, Vexen’s hawk screeching, "Rogue’s closing!" Combat surged, Ikona overwhelming, blood pooling, ash choking, Vardency’s plains a slaughterfield, the command post’s gates breached, barracks aflame, turrets sparking, the air heavy with death, the six relentless, their shards a storm.

The inner courtyard burned, bunkers crumbling, armory sparking, the comm tower sagging, Federation banners shredded, Vardency’s ash thick with blood, screams piercing the smoke. Soldiers rallied, a lightning shard user hurling bolts, searing Zykra’s arm, her Shadow Veil flickering, violet shard dim, blood dripping as she hissed, cloaking Vexen, hawk Ikona circling, Signal Trace locking a metal Ikona user, green shard glowing, Vexen’s rifle cracking, grazing his shoulder, blood spraying.

Roachaline’s Coercive Pulse staggered the lightning user, insect Ikona slashing, claws ripping armor, her knife carving his chest, blood gushing, red shard screaming. "Fall!" she snapped, violet shard humming, kicking his corpse, her fierce beauty a blade, twirling her knife, cigarette hissing in rubble. Her aura pulsed, soldiers dropping rifles, kneeling, eyes wide, believers roaring, "Video binds!" from skiffs, rogue signal pulsing, four klicks, the chaos unrelenting.

Torqa’s Stone Crush blocked metal spikes, ochre shard pulsing, his shoulder bleeding, smashing a barricade, rubble flying, his roar shaking ash, "Crush ’em!" He ripped a soldier’s shield, tossing it, blood splattering, stone Ikona grinding, a turret grazing his leg, red trickling. Nexis’s Flame Burst countered spikes, orange shard blazing, tossing a burning helmet, flames licking soldiers, his burns raw, laugh wild, "Keep screaming!"

Zykra’s Shadow Veil steadied, cloaking Sylira, violet shard flickering, her steps silent, bandaging her arm, blood soaking cloth. Sylira’s wire Ikona jammed shard rifles, blue shard sparking, flipping through rubble, quipping, "No signal, no fight!" Her fingers danced, hacking a comm, soldiers shouting, "Comms down!" A metal spike grazed her thigh, blood seeping, her grin sharp, blue shard pulsing, Vardency’s ash swirling, screams deafening.