In a single breath, the once azure skies were baptized a cardinal red. Perhaps it had been that those that had appeared had thought Altair's forsaken as cannon fodder, but the moment they struck, few were able to defend. Those that couldn't be slain in a single strike were felled by the third. There were no exceptions.
Under the burning sun, thunder rolled across the clear skies as the battle turned into a slaughter before all was silent. Not a single one made it into a range of five hundred meters before they were killed.
