The battle couldn't even be considered one. Faced with Damian's Chaos Envoys, what right did the Blue Corps have to raise their weapons? They were suppressed in every angle. As solid as their formation was, a little bit of Chaos was what was needed to throw them into disarray. And the Envoys took advantage of that.
The Chaos Envoys moved, carving through the ranks of the Blue Corps like a scythe through grass. And by the time they knew what was happening, not a single soldier of the Blue Corps remained standing. They all had been knocked out cold.
And now standing before Damian, was a man of great stature. He was bulkier than Damian, however while tall, he was still a head shorter than the lad. His head of hair was a blinding blue that seem to flicker with tiny streaks of lightning. His eyes were a beautiful pair of blue that reminded Damian of Cjraed, the Lightning Draconian he defeated months ago.
