Legacy of the Pantheruos

EMP...

Tony, Yemeni, and the others were in a desperate scramble as they carried their comrades out of the burning VTOL. The aircraft was plummeting, flames licking the sides, and the ground rushing up to meet them. Apostle's voice, booming with fury, sent chills down their spines.

"WHERE ARE YOU YOUNGLINGS GOING?!!?"

Tony's POV

I could feel the searing heat from the burning VTOL against my back as I carried a wounded soldier. My mind was racing. Mira Apostle—here, now? We were in deep shit. She was a legendary figure, a nightmare from the stories of the Crimson Legion, and now she was bearing down on us with deadly intent.

3rd POV

Apostle flew out of the wreckage with frightening speed, her eyes blazing with an unholy light. She was a force of nature, her power undiminished by her age. Her aura crackled with dark energy, and she moved with a fluid grace that belied her centuries of battle experience.

Tony and Yemeni managed to get the last of their comrades clear of the VTOL just as it exploded, sending a shockwave through the air. The force knocked them to the ground, but they quickly scrambled to their feet, instincts taking over.

"Scatter and engage!" Tony shouted, knowing that staying together would make them easy targets.

The Pantheruos warriors, their durability and agility honed to perfection, leaped into action. Yemeni led a group to the left, using the terrain for cover. Tony went right, moving with a speed that even Mira Apostle would have trouble matching.

Yemeni's POV

We need to buy time. Apostle is too powerful to face head-on without a plan. I signaled to Keith and Shinobu to take flanking positions, hoping to catch Apostle off guard. The air was thick with tension, every moment a delicate balance between life and death.

Tony's POV

I took cover behind a rocky outcrop, trying to calm my racing heart. I peeked out, my eyes tracking Apostle as she descended with predatory grace. This was a fight we couldn't win through brute strength alone. We needed strategy, cunning, and a bit of luck.

3rd POV

Apostle landed, her wicked smile never faltering. "Come now, children. Show me what the mighty Pantheruos warriors are made of."

With a roar, she unleashed a torrent of dark energy, forcing the coalition soldiers to scatter even further. Tony and Yemeni exchanged a glance, unspoken understanding passing between them. They had faced impossible odds before and come out alive. They would do it again.

Tony's POV

We need to isolate her, draw her away from the others. I signaled to Yemeni, and she nodded, understanding my plan.

"Over here, Apostle!" I shouted, stepping out into the open and firing a burst of plasma shots her way.

3rd POV

Apostle turned her gaze to Tony, her smile widening. "Ah, there you are, little Panther. Do you wish to dance with death?"

She surged towards him, her speed blinding. Tony barely had time to react, diving out of the way as Apostle's fist smashed into the ground where he had been standing, creating a crater.

Tony's POV

Damn, she's fast. But we need to keep her focused on me. Yemeni and the others will use the distraction to set up a counterattack.

I rolled to my feet, firing another burst at Apostle, who deflected the shots with a wave of her hand. "Is that all you've got?" she taunted.

3rd POV