Chapter 282 Mist planet. {4} First contact.

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Nyra, ever the bold one, plopped herself onto one armrest without a second thought, her smirk as sharp as a blade. Lyra, on the other hand, hesitated, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush as she fidgeted with the hem of her uniform. "S-So... Rex..." Lyra began, her voice soft and uncertain. "Nyra wants to know what we'll be doing in this battle. What's our post?" Nyra shot her sister a sideways glance with her smirk widening. "Oh, come on, Lyra. Don't drag me into your shyness. You're the one who wanted to ask." Lyra's blush deepened, and she averted her gaze, muttering something under her breath that even Rex's sharp ears couldn't catch. Rex arched a brow, his lips curling into a playful grin. "Oh? You mean you're not just here to take over my personal space?" Nyra let out a mischievous chuckle while leaning back as if she owned the chair. "Well, someone's got to keep you on your toes, Rex. Can't have you getting too comfortable." From her station, Cleo finally spoke, her voice calm but laced with authority. "Right. That reminds me..." She turned slightly, her holo-screens adjusting seamlessly as she reallocated command authority. "Rex will be leading ground operations. I'll be handling air support and logistics." Rex scratched the back of his head, his grin turning sheepish. "Yeah, I almost forgot about that part... but as for you two—" He paused, his smirk returning as he glanced between the twins. Nyra leaned in, her eyes gleaming with anticipation, while Lyra fidgeted nervously, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. "You're going to love this," Rex said, his tone dripping with mischief. Nyra's smirk turned into a full-blown grin. "Oh, this is going to be good." Lyra, on the other hand, looked like she wasn't sure whether to be excited or terrified. "W-What do you mean, Rex?" Rex leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he locked eyes with the twins. "You two are going to be my personal strike team. Nyra, you'll be on the front lines with me, causing chaos and keeping the enemy on their toes. Lyra, you'll be providing sniper support from a hidden vantage point. Think you can handle it?" Nyra's grin widened, her excitement palpable. "Oh, I was born for this." Lyra, though still visibly nervous, nodded slowly. "I-I'll do my best, Rex." Cleo's voice cut through the moment, her tone as steady as ever. "Assignments confirmed. Nyra and Lyra, report to the armory for gear preparation. Rex, I'll brief you on the ground op details once the fleet reaches the Mist Planet." Rex leaned back in his chair with his smirk never fading. "Sounds like a plan. Let's show the Mist Planet what we're made of." As the twins hurried off to the armory, Rex's gaze drifted back to the holo-screens, his mind already racing with strategies and possibilities. The battle ahead would be fierce, but with Cleo's brilliance, the twins' skills, and his own unshakable determination, he knew they were ready for anything, or at least he hoped so. After several long hours inside the wormhole, the fleet finally emerged into real space, arriving at their destination... the Mist Planet. The fleet hung in the void above the Mist Planet like a silent sentinel poised for war. The planet below was a swirling mass of gray and white, its surface obscured by an ever-shifting mist that seemed to pulse with a life of its own. The atmosphere was thick, oppressive, and alive with an eerie energy that set every nerve on edge. Cleo's voice broke the tense silence, calm and precise. "Deploying radars and signal drones." A long sigh came through the comms; Lyra's exasperation was audible. "This is why I told you not to sleep during the briefing." "Tch. Summarize it for me." "The creatures generate the mist." Lyra's voice was edged with patience. "If it's moving... that means they're moving." Nyra's sharp grin spread, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Ha! Finally. Attention, Blood Legion, form up! Defensive perimeter in place, five-hundred-meter distance from the plateau's edge! We'll need reaction time if they're hostile!" The Blood Legion moved like clockwork, their movements precise and coordinated as they expanded outward, forming a tactical formation. The Aegis units took up positions, their plasma rifles at the ready, while the laser drones hovered above, scanning the mist for any sign of movement. Lyra's voice carried across the comms, calm and commanding. "No one fires first. We confirm hostility before engaging." Then, they finally got visual contact. The first mist creature emerged from the fog, stepping into view like a nightmare dragged from the unknown. It was biomechanical, insectoid in shape, its exoskeleton a dull, metallic gray. Razor-sharp mandibles twitched, and its body pulsed with mist, leaking vapor from unseen vents. There were no visible eyes, no clear means of perception. And yet, when the faint whir of plasma rifles activated nearby, it reacted instantly. The creature let out a chilling, unnatural screech, a sound that sent shivers down the spines of even the most hardened soldiers. And then, it charged. Nyra's grin disappeared and was replaced by a look of fierce determination. "Yeah, Lyra? Pretty sure that thing's not friendly. Open fire now!" The instant Lyra gave the order, a volley of plasma rounds tore through the air. The energy bolts struck true, impacting the creature's armored frame. For a split second, it shuddered, twitched, and then collapsed, motionless. Then Nyra exhaled, her voice tinged with relief. "Well... that was fast." Lyra didn't look away from the fog, her grip tightening on her rifle. "Don't get comfortable." Because even as the first corpse hit the ground, the mist kept moving. And this time, it wasn't just one. From the depths of the fog, dozens... then hundreds of the creatures emerged, their metallic bodies glinting faintly in the dim light. The mist swirled around them, as if feeding on their movements, and their screeches filled the air, a cacophony of nightmares made real. Nyra's voice crackled over the comms, sharp and urgent. "Blood Legion, hold the line! Don't let them break through!" The plateau's edge became a battlefield, plasma fire lighting up the mist as the Blood Legion fought to hold their ground. The creatures came in waves, their movements erratic and unpredictable, but the Aegis units held firm; their precision and discipline were unmatched. Rex watched from the bridge, his expression grim. "Cleo, we need reinforcements. Send in the second wave." Cleo's fingers danced across her holo-screens, her voice calm but urgent. "Second wave deploying. ETA: two minutes."

Chapter 282 Mist planet. {4} First contact.

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