The victory was theirs.
They had killed every last one of the hive creatures that had swarmed the mountains. More than a million and a half drones and thirty-five hive warriors whose power could rival that of High Champions were defeated. The battlefield was won, but there were no cheers, no triumphant cries of celebration. Instead, a heavy silence hung over the scene, broken only by the labored breathing of exhausted soldiers.
Massive amounts of Origin Force surged into the Soul Dimensions of every man and woman who had fought on that battlefield, a powerful reward for their hard-fought victory. Yet, the energy coursing through their bodies did little to combat the overwhelming exhaustion. They had pushed themselves to their absolute limits, and now, they were barely holding on, their bodies trembling from the effort of staying conscious.
