The roar of the impacting rounds of particle cannon were dronwed out by the scream and sonic thud of the cruisers that had just delivered them. The great ships, while graceful, were hardly designed for subtlety inside a planets atmosphere, but then again Gryphons were seldom subtle in battle.
Milling around the cruisers by the thousands were fighters both theirs and the enemy, the sky was lit up like noon despite the fact that it was evening. The stray weapons blasts and falling debris cut huge irregular swaths into the ground, a danger to all troops from both sides.
If there were thousands of fighters, there were millions of troops.
Kelran was one of the few still flying just below the morasse of weapons fire from the ships, he spotted a target, dived, took of his head in a slash, targeted with his disruptor, and fired just in time to kill four more.
He swung back with the butt of the pistol and cracked open another Kelbrid's head, then brought his sword down into another.
Pivoting he slammed his wings into more of the scum, breaking every single bone in their bodies with the force of the impact.
He was in it very very deep now. Turning he ripped the throagt out of one of the scaly creatures with his beak, slashed another to ribbons with his back talons, and took aim at another group.
The blood, sweat, and screams.. the whine of hyper-impulse engines, the searing heat of nearby cannon impacts...
Then his brother was there. As always. to pull him out..
This time it was Kressillet's turn to break the memory...
<yes you loved your brother.. very much>
Was that a note of.. fear? that Kelran detcted in his voice?
<Oh yes, that was quite the battle eh? Aside from the fact that you died, your's pales in comparison. I know I risk showing you some things inadvertently, but now do you see why I do not fear the so called might of the Yeerks? in comparison to our own enemy who we have defeated time and again, your weapons are childs toys, your troops are fools and children themselves, your leaders are lumps of black clay with no tactical skill, and your military prowess is laughable at best.>
..........Silence.. ..
<but you are alone.. but one single Gryphon. You are all mine...>
<oh. I dont think so. not yet.>