Batista rushed at a soldier and punched her. There was an illusion of a phoenix behind him.
"What the... A Fate User..." The soldier braced himself for impact and raised his arms.
He was sent half a mile away just be that single punch.
"Are you alright, Darren?!" The other soldier communicated with him via their digital communications.
"Not death yet. But will be soon." The soldier rebalanced himself.
Batista rushed at that one soldier again. The phoenix behind him flapped its wings.
"Hah... I failed you, General."
Batista's large fist came at his face. Suddenly, a thick layer of ice appeared and stopped Batista.
"Thank you, General." Darren quickly got out of there.
Batista looked up to see the Northern Lights filled the sky in broad daylights. Aurora stood on the strand of light and looked down to him.
"Hazard?" Batista smiled. For him, if you weren't Disaster, you weren't even qualified for respect from him.
