The fire from the boosters illuminates the entire city as the players celebrate the take off. Noting it as the day humanity showed another world of its ingenuity. 5 Star Generals and Guild Leaders drank Ale and Wine inside a hardened room overlooking the launchpads. They're amazed at the sight of Bahamut's silhouette as the rockets take off behind her. Spreading her dark wings, its wingspan almost covered the entire building's view of the five rockets. Only its glow shows through the membranes between the fingers. One of the Generals, enjoying a glass of Red Wine takes in the moment.
"Man... what a sight. I might remember this till the day I die."
"No kidding. Though, wasn't Bahamut larger in the Global Event?"
"Now that you mention it... she was larger. Her labyrinth was kilometers large with some hallways being a thousand meters wide."
"I think the Developers did that to house the hundreds of thousands of players storming the bottom floor."
"That and if we ever failed to ground her. It is rumored that if the initial assault on Bahamut's Lair failed, she'd take flight and devastate the nearby player Kingdoms."
"And now... she's an Ally. I should've gone and farmed her event. Heck, even Dragon God Gorthax would've been cool."
"Heck no. The Lost Kings sword is ten times more useful. Bahamut was supposed to be just a glorified Dragon Companion. A small flying lizard that can sometimes transform to the size of a barnhouse. But that's about that."
"Though, don't you think we should ask her for more Ancient Spells?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well. My favorite Ancient Spell that I only used once is in their language. The Dragon Language Perdita."
"Oh, Dre Voft Umft Freaya."
The entire room went silent, looking at him. The General tips his hat and apologizes.
"The fuck dude. Don't speak it, what if you activate it!?"
"I'm wearing a uniform. I barely have any Mana to even activate the first part of it you dunce. Calm down."
"But yea, what do you think?"
"Let's just ask the other Dragon Pets. I'm sure they have the same knowledge."
"Guess so. Any news with MUSK though?"
"The Magical Urban Survival Kit for Main Battle Tanks and Infantry Fighting Vehicles is in its final testing phase. Though the Air Forces and Navies of the Guilds also plan on utilizing enchanted metals to make their vehicles stronger. So we're depleted to only equip Command vehicles with them."
"Those fucking... ARGH! I'm gonna make a complaint."
"Don't, Air power and the big guns of those Branches make a good and flashy point. And none of these Guild Leaders are truly into Military Tech like us Enthusiasts. We'll just show them, Army leads the way. Ha ha ha."
The two Generals turn around to greet the buffet and start eating and celebrate with the rest of the high ranking players.
At the fancy first floor of the hospital, the glass wall perfectly showcases the Delta rockets taking off, the blinding light of the boosters lit up the dark lobby as the Doctors who were having a drink quickly dropped their shot glass, hearing the cries of a Nurse to help out the bleeding General. Within the next few days, Paul once again awakens in his Hospital Bed. He stands up and feels something soft on both of his hands.
He looks at his right hand and notices Alana's Red Gloves while on his left was the Queen's pure white glove that reached her elbow. He only smiles and goes back to sleep.
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Army of the Damned
General Fiction"The objective here is to return home. By any means necessary." An Isekai about Politics, Strategy and War. Players of Dark World, a Full Dive VR game suddenly got teleported into the world of Threa. Our cast of people, found and recuited by a luckl...
