The battle raged in the skies, with Vlad at its epicenter, his body cloaked in blazing fire and lightning that surged with relentless ferocity. The aerial drones swarmed around him like locusts, their attacks ineffective against his armor yet frustratingly disruptive. They obstructed his vision and disrupted his movements, giving the Elite Units perfect opportunities to strike from blind spots. Despite their overwhelming numbers, Vlad's resolve was unshakable.
With a burst of energy, Vlad propelled himself forward, fists clenched and crackling with lightning. His speed and strength were unparalleled, each movement precise and devastating. He dodged a razor-sharp claw aimed for his neck, twisting mid-air and slamming his fist into an Elite Unit's torso. The creature's carapace cracked under the force, sending it spiraling downward, but before he could press his advantage, two more Elite Units descended upon him, claws seeking flesh.
