"What the hell was that Nevus! It looked like a meteor falling down on to Aznur!" Regis exclaimed, a hint of nervousness in his voice. The falling star was most likely an attack from an Advanced Rank enemy, but Regis was not eager to admit it, since admitting so would involve accepting that the invaders were truly powerful, and the Empire was really at risk
"Come on Regis, don't play dumb. We both know that it's likely an attack from one of the invaders. Of course they'd at least have one fighter at the Advanced Rank." Nevus' spear was already in his hand, it was almost two meters in length, the blade itself almost a good quarter of its length. The blade was a deep turquoise color., with streaks of green and blue throughout.
