[Location: Ethisian Half ofAkrina] In the Ethisian’s half of the Galaxy, the Granians chose to attack a lone planet orbiting a small red sun with no neighboring planets nearby for a few hundred lightyears. Since it orbited a red sun, the dwarf planet was dimly lit with a nearly negligible environment consisting of red dirt, pools of liquid water, and different gases making up its air content. Being on the cooler and darker side was a factor highly influenced by tidal locking, meaning that one side of the planet was predominantly brighter and warmer than the other. Because of this, the Ethisians, who owned the planet, built one major fort with a small civilization housing them. The planet acted like a tollbooth where the Ethisians could quickly report to the rest of their kind about incoming danger, travelers, traders, or U.F.O’s. In case any species dared to enter or exit the Ethisian half of Akrina illegally, they were immediately reported and taken down by the inhabitants of the dwarf planets who were about thirty thousand in total. Of the thirty thousand, only ten thousand were qualified enough to call themselves warriors and of those ten thousand, only eight thousand were in the Warrior class, the second lowest of all the Ethisian classes. The thirty thousand disbanded themselves in four forts located in the north, south, east, and west. The forts were evenly spaced and could be spotted visibly. Inside them were communication towards pitched for the purpose of sending messages through deep space, a task that wasn’t easy when one came to think of it...for Humans of course. Because of its strategic location and importance, the Granians, under Lord Gravax’s leadership, were set to raid it and take control over it for one main reason; taking the Ethisians by surprise. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⁂𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⁂𝘯𝘦𝘵 If no one was able to send word to the other Ethisian planets and colonies, the Granians would be able to move in quickly, swiftly, and sort of quietly, giving them the element of surprise. [State: Cold with strong winds of dust.] The four forts, buzzing with activity, were unaware of the impending danger about to fall on them and their dwarf planet. All the Ethisians, whether warriors or not, were either held up with their leisure time activities or busy arguing and quarreling over whatever topics Ethisians liked to argue about. This oblivious behavior left all of them vulnerable and unaware of the stealth ships that just entered their planet. In all honesty, only one ship had entered with a capacity large enough to facilitate about five thousand Granians. Around the ship were smaller machines hovering closely with their bodies imitating the environment before them. They looked as though they were made of glass, only reflecting whatever was in front, above, below, or behind them. This gave them the perfect element of surprise, that and the fact that they had the ability to jam signals for a short amount of time. Nonetheless, that time was more than enough for the ship to fly and land on the darker side of the planet. [Your symbiote has evolved your body] Ace’s lungs, eyes, skin, and nostrils readapted, allowing him to breathe in the planet’s thin, cold, icy methane-air which, if it weren’t for the symbiotes, would have killed him in almost an instant. His Blood Mutant gene allowed him to look within the darkness of the planet’s dark side, another feat that wouldn’t have been possible if it were done by a mere human. Accompanying him was none other than his colleague and only other male Human, Jim. The Golden Blood Knight also went through the same evolutionary process as Ace, allowing him to move about freely. The two Blood Mutants, leading a hoard of five thousand Granian clones, scoped the scenery before making any advancements. Behind them was the Northern fort, its lights shining as bright as a car’s headlights in the dead of night. To their left was the Western fort and to their right was the Eastern fort. Ahead of them was the southern fort which was the largest of them and densely populated. In fact, of all the forts, it was the one with the most activity as the Humans witnessed vehicles and Ethisians frolicking around as they pleased. [System Scan Skill: Unavailable] ’What a useless skill this is.’ The Blood Bishop cursed under his breath, feeling angry at the system which claimed to have ’updated’ itself yet it clearly failed to fix whatever bug hindered his system scan skill from working. "I can’t see how many Ethisians are there with my eyes," Ace spoke to Jim while his body started to glow a light shade of red. "but I can sense their Blood Mana and Energy." Focusing his energy and mana, the Blood Bishop extended it in all directions, almost as if it were a sonar of sorts. The energy passed through the majority of the Ethisians and enabled the Human to make an estimate of how many were present. "That’s strange!!" Ace exclaimed and Jim jerked up in suspense, waiting for the Blood Bishop to explain what he had sensed. "What is it?" he asked. "Are we in for a difficult battle? Are there too many strong Ethisians that we’ll have to involve the women?" "Quite the opposite," Ace answered, his face showing how surprised he was. He looked at Jim and then said in the most ’I can’t believe this tone’, "There are only Warrior Class Ethisians." "Warrior class?" the Golden Blood Knight wondered, having never heard those words before. "What are those?" "The Ethisians work on a strength gauge with different classes showing their strength similar to the way we gauge ours on a chess gauge. They have these classes in this order from weakest to strongest; Soldier, Warrior, Upper Warrior, Grand Warrior, Elite Warrior, Legendary, Upper Legendary, and High Grade. "Soldier’s the weakest and High Grade’s the strongest. I’ve only fought two High Grades and they’re almost as powerful, or even more powerful than the current Grim. They’re basically in the same strength grade as Grim, Gravax, Huntress, Grand Master, and Lord Grania, or every other strong Granians." "And the ones present are..." "In the Warrior Class." Ace grinned and so did Jim. After separating the clones into groups of one thousand two hundred and fifty units, Jim created thirty two Blood Clones that were almost in his image. The clones were as tall, as strong, and as vigilant as a Blood Warrior in the Upper Grade class according to Ace’s observation. The clones broke down intro four groups of eight, each group assigned with dealing with the stronger Ethisians while the clones would raid and barricade the communication towers long enough for Blood Bishop to get himself involved.