Up in the sky far away from the battlefield, a small dot moving at high speed started to slow down as it approached the camp at the end of the Path, at least from its perspective.
But the dip in speed only happened for a second, before the speed picked up, reaching a height even greater than before.
Level five evolvers could break the sound barrier, and for short, forceful bursts, reach a speed that would beat any flying vehicle, or weapons on Earth.
As the speed picked up, the flight stopped being low-key, and a clap resounded, as if a thunderous anger was coming to greet the world.
The black dot grew bigger as it pushed itself straight toward the camp, a cloud of earthen yellow energy leaving it to solidify into a hammer-like object. And like a forger wanting to flatten the stubborn piece of metal, the flat bottom of the mountain-sized creation was slammed down, seeking to gift for free all its weight, accumulated energy, and the strength behind it.
