Erich took a beam straight to the face from one of the Dark Elves' advanced energy projectile weapons. And yet he walked forward completely unscathed. The golden skull projected from his blackened visor menacingly, shifting its gaze towards the target.
The soldier desperately trying to defend Daelia's palace quaked in his boots as he witnessed his most intense setting have zero effect on the enemy who simply kept walking forward through enemy fire with a hostile gait.
There was no weapon in Erich's hands as his personal shields absorbed the energy weapons without difficulty. All the while Erich could hear Tia's voice smirking in his ear as she gave him her honest thoughts on his performance.
"We are so back! Aren't we master?"
Erich himself smirked as he closed in on the barricade which the enemy stood behind. Push kicking it with his gilded sabatons, and in doing so sending chunks of material flying a over 1,000 feet per second.
