by Erasmus Cross
“It’s over. We’ve lost. Now! Before it’s too late.” 13 of mankind's greatest warriors, mages, and tacticians, blinked away and appeared on a lifeless planet in a distant barren galaxy. Many were torn asunder and spread over the surface. Those that survived the journey lay dying on the rocky surface. With the last of her mana, with her dying breath, a mage reached out to the planet’s core and twisted. The war was over and the distant pale blue planet eagerly absorbed the final defense of the Urduhn Galaxy.
