His gaze bypassed the screaming bodies, the rabid Blood Hounds tearing apart Coalition warriors, Coalition Layer 4 powerhouses chasing after them, and the clashing spirit manifestations of Thauren and Thorne.
A few hundred yards away, near the edge of the limestone gorge where he sat after suffering from side effects of Golden Domain, a long, sapphire shape remained embedded deep into the white bedrock.
It was his primary weapon… the Dreadwing… dropped when he suffered from the side effects of fully unleashing Golden Domain in fury and Vane attacked him.
A cold smirk stretched across Sol's face.
"There you are," Sol whispered softly.
Instead of striking Bruga's again, and without a single word of warning, Sol deactivated the Badger's anchor weight and engaged the Dreadwing's maximum air-burst acceleration. His back erupted with golden essence, launching him into a low-altitude, horizontal bullet-dash straight toward the embedded Dreadwing!
