The Top Hunters raised their weapons in unison, their dark cores pulsating ominously with energy. With a cold, decisive shout, their leader commanded, "Now! Phase Four!"
The space crack above, still spilling black mist and threatening to engulf the battlefield, seemed to pulse in response as the weapons were aimed toward it. Then, with a deafening CRACKLE, the dark energy burst forth from their weapons like jagged lightning, arcing upward to strike the crack.
But instead of passing through the tear in reality, the energy struck it with a force that rippled through the surrounding space. The battlefield fell silent as the weapons were recalled with brutal swiftness, and the black mist recoiled violently.
Then it came.
A low, menacing grrrk... grkkk echoed, followed by the sharp, almost metallic sound of krrk-chrkkk-chkchk. The crackling intensified, filling the air with an eerie rhythm, and then—
SSHHHRIIIKKK!!
