(Meanwhile, On The Surface Of Planet Phoenix Prime, Mickey James' POV)
Only a few minutes into the battle, and the surface of Planet Phoenix Prime already ceased resembling a battlefield, as the harrowed grounds looked less like the surface of a planet and more like the final moments of a dying world.
*BOOOM*
*SHUDDER*
*SWOOSH*
Catastrophic explosions constantly erupted across the horizon while divine energy tore through the atmosphere overhead, causing the entire planet to shudder violently every few seconds beneath the strain of so many powerful combatants fighting at once.
'Yeah, I feel like I'm going to be killed by one of these stray explosions today.'
Commander Mickey James thought, as despite spending decades serving as one of the Cult's most accomplished Commanders, he found himself struggling just to remain standing here today.
*BOOOOM*
