When the airdropped Radiant Waymark streaked into view, trailing a tail of fire.
The expressions of every surviving soldier in the Desolate Wasteland Ruins changed drastically!
Having just endured a brutal war, they subconsciously assumed this Radiant Waymark belonged to the invaders' reinforcements. In fact, furious roars even began to rise from the Defense Army's positions.
"It's the invaders! The monsters are back!"
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack—!"
Raphael's pupils contracted sharply. He quickly let go of the arm supporting Reinhardt, about to organize the remaining troops to rebuild the defensive line, but Reinhardt's voice stopped him in his tracks.
"Raphael, calm the Defense Army. Tell them that's not an enemy Airdrop Waymark."
Raphael froze for a moment.
"Not the enemy?"
Reinhardt looked up, gazing at the familiar Airdrop Waymark. The skeletal insignia was the unique crest of the Death Battle Group. Sedon's support must have arrived.
