The great battle between me and like 200 dragons, it was damn glorious but my entire team had to retreat due to the orders from the base and that we were out numbered by alot, 7 elite pilots vs 200 dragons the odds were damn slim and all of them ran except me.
"What the hell Zaph we need to retreat!"Yelled one of the pilots and they all flew away, I yelled on the radio,
"Fallback? Hell I just got here!"And I just flew towards the group of dragons and fired at will. *The kind of jets the Tesla warriors were using had 4 wings spinning continuously to generate kinetic energy as power and electricity to add a bonus, quite impressive actually when the jets have electricity generating all around it and that it is visible.*
Now again I flew towards the group of dragons, many were laughing at my attempt, some were damn shocked, and these weren't anthro dragons and all of them were just a large group of rouges that give dragons one hell of a bad name. I was known for being a badass and insane psychopath, this time I am just insane. All of them were breathing fire, ice, electricity you name it but the good thing about the Tesla warriors fighter jets, borrowed from the Aeolus nomads and Vronto Warriors our allies, is that they generate a wind tunnel around them that can deflect or bounce back certain attacks, that was pretty much the only thing keeping me from being touched from dragon breath, the only problem was that I didn't take in account that some of the dragons would actually ram into the jet and they did and with their size that did more damage so I went down ablaze.
I may have been K.I.A but I managed to kill enough dragons and stall them long enough for my squad to get reinforcements, but they found my crashed jet and charred body, well that sucks. Amazing how the afterlife lets you keep your weapons and armor...pretty wierd but no one is getting my weapon. That little fight happened about 10 years ago and I am still a ghost, alot has happened since then like I heard alot of news from other factions like on the Aeolus Nomads there was a little accident concerning one of the Captains losing a son during a malfunction, several accidents between factions which led to several battles, and within others it just went to hell.
Currently over the years I have found my self a construct that was in good condition. Well when I entered the body it felt better than I thought and felt kindof physical instead of ectoplasmic for once. I am pretty sure that my figure would be the usual yellow eyes, yellow cracks or symbols on the body, and what ever they were wearing as armor showed on the stone. On my travels I met a anthro male hammerhead shark named Lor' Azel, a good guy, he was really good at rifles, and he usually headbutted things, the guy was the kind to head straight towards trouble and disregard anything, there was also a female dark elf named Alek' Keel, I figured the first time I meet her she would be a magic user but I was close enough as she actually uses shadow bows and weapons but I also should have figured since she had black armor.
We just entered a city, the name is unspecified since there are all kinds of activity, as always there are all kinds of species wandering around, many from diffrent factions with diffrent weaponry, and there are those guys with diffrent looking vehicles from whatever they are from, but still the place is just modern with several futuristic buildings here and there. We entered a pub to try to find a job as some sort of mercenary or some shit since well a hammerhead shark, a dark elf assasin, and a electrical construct, sure they would be perfect for mercenary work. We just sat there and drank (Except me since well, I am a construct) and told about stories of our long years of adventuring and slaying diffrent creatures and all that generic crap. Then something happened__________