บท 282: Signaling the Counterstrike

If only one scene encapsulated the rapture for the soldiers, it was the sight of thousands of blood-matted seagulls crashing from the heavens to eat them.

SQUAAAAWK! HUOH!-HUOH!-HUOH!

"A-Arrows!" An Immortal elite stuttered in terror, "GUIDED ARROWS!"

Due to their heightened sensory perception, the Lainwright soldiers instantly heard and acted upon her words. After she released an arrow, dozens followed from the fifty-soldier group.

WHoooOOoshHHhhooOOoshhHhhshoooOoooOosSH!

SQUAAAAWK! SQUAAAAWK! SQUAAAAWK!

Blood bloomed from above, raining down on buildings. However, hundreds of fresh seagulls replaced the fallen without pause. It was truly a nightmare scene.

"What?" A male soldier muttered, seeing the birds shoot to a side street instead of at them, "Is there something else here?"

"Who gives a fuck, Weston!?" The Immortal snapped, "Ready another arrow; I doubt they'll ignore us long!"

"Yes, Olivia!" Weston replied, creating an arrow, "We… oh, dear God…."

HUOH!-HUOH!-HUOH!