Serenith streaked through the air like a bolt of pure joy, her laughter echoing even as dozens of war drones locked onto her and opened fire. Streams of mana-infused rounds chased her through the sky, but not a single one found its mark.
She danced between them, her flight sharp and fluid. Diving, twisting, soaring, her wings flaring in brilliant arcs of mechanical precision. The drones struggled to keep up, but she was a blur, grinning the entire time.
And then, she reached behind her back.
With a dramatic flick, she pulled out her signature weapon, the Crimson Thunder, a Legendary-grade bazooka glowing with static energy.
She aimed it over her shoulder, body twisting mid-air, and pulled the trigger.
BOOM!
A cascade of explosions lit up the sky. Drones erupted into fireballs, tumbling from the sky like shattered metal stars.
Serenith dove again, looping low before arcing up toward another cluster. Another shot, another shockwave of destruction.
