The Great Battle
I ducked out of the way just in time to miss the giant beam of light that shot out of the monster’s head.
“We’re barely making a dent!”
“Barely. But we are doing something.”
I opened my visor to address Lieutenant Smith. “But Sir, what good are we doing? He’s taking us out by the hundreds every minute!”
“We’re just the distraction. We’ve got backup arriving in-“ he paused to dodge a light beam. I did the same.
Out of the clouds, I heard a roar. I looked up to the gray canopy to see a large figure appear. It grew bigger and took the form of something. It had four massive wings, sharp talons, and a long, thick tail.
“That,” Lieutenant Smith shouted to me, “is our backup.”