"Wh-what's going on?! This wasn't supposed to play out like Raaagghhhh!!!"
One of Anti-Life's aliens was wiped out by the Mana Storm before he could activate his Oracle Shield. A few more caught by surprise were also obliterated on the spot, but Anti-Life wasn't a super faction for nothing. The other Players, despite their disbelief, deftly switched on their defenses, escaping instant death.
After a few dozen deaths, the number of survivors stabilized again, fatally delaying the end of the Ordeal.
"These vermin... They're truly useless." Psykow clicked his nonexistent tongue as he saw that his ploy had not worked. If two-thirds of them had perished, the Ordeal would have ended immediately.
But no matter how calculating and sociopathic he might be, a leader could not deliberately slaughter his subordinates. His initial plan to kill all his enemies having failed, he had no choice but to move forward with his plans.
