The blade and flame merged together, transforming into a high-density plasma blade, an extremely dangerous aura emanating from the Imperial Guard Warriors.
"You heretical seeds who defy the teachings of the Empire, how dare you trespass on the dominions ruled by my lord. Retreat now, and you might still preserve your hard-won lives!"
Achilles, with the Imperial Badge and Blade Mark on his left heavy armored arm, the Imperial Guard Decurion spoke, though his tone carried no emotional fluctuation, the formidable aura was a unique emblem of warriors who fearlessly faced death.
The Imperial Guard Warriors, clad in heavy armor, could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Hill Giants of the Giant Species, their height and size not inferior.
The corpses of those slain Giants, cleaved in half with one stroke, made these Giants somewhat apprehensive, preferring to let the Giant Subspecies under their command test the waters first.
