Chapter 317 Infinity War

"My Queen, we've lost the eastern flank!" a panicking lieutenant shouted over the roar of gunfire and crumbling buildings. Michelle Douglas stood atop the command post in Sapphire City's central square, her royal uniform smeared with soot and blood. The air was saturated with the smell of burning rubber, tar, and charred flesh. She gripped the radio tighter, trying to keep her voice steady. "Redirect the 7th Infantry from the docks. Flank them with the Gilded Guard. We must hold the square at all costs!" Petra's forces had been caught flat-footed when Lazarus Briar's armada struck at dawn. What began as a coastal skirmish erupted into a full-scale invasion. Petra, or even the American defense forces, weren't ready. It was as if the ships appeared out of a portal at sea, which probably wasn't far from the truth. They landed and spread like a contagion. Waves of black-armored soldiers stormed the beaches like locusts. At the same time, dark mages stayed in the background, weaving protect