Twelve worlds had fallen in front of Charlotte's eyes. Through the many years that she had lived on the edge of death, she had seen the rise and fall of dozens against these outer gods.
Twelve was the number of worlds that she had tried to prepare before the arrival of the Outer Gods.
And twelve was the number of times she had failed.
Almost all twelve of those could be attributed to the one that she was facing right now. The Outer God of Invasion.
Screams ruptured and blood spilled all around her as people started falling against the unending numbers of the Invasion Navy clones.
With each swing of her blade, dozens upon dozens of the clones fell but there were always more.
"Fuck…" A curse left Charlotte as she clenched the sword made of pure energy.
This was the worst possible timing.
If only the dimension marker was not followed all the way here, there would still have been time before the advent of these demons.
