Warring Factions

DESCRIPTION OF WARRING FACTIONS

The Sionian guards barricaded the great silver doors of the Priorate Cathedral with whatever they could find. Through the stained-glass windows, the lights and sounds of devastation reminded the holdouts of the massacre that was taking place outside. The unrelenting association bombardment had been wreaking havoc on the Sionian capital city for hours. Like a swarm of locusts, the spacecraft of the association demons had dropped out of the void onto the unexpecting Unitalia system.
"lieutenant! called the Sionian captain in an urgent voice.
'Yes, captain?"
"Get me a status report!" The lieutenant's comlink crackled for a few moments, as an association fighter strafed the cathedral. The shard batteries assembled on top of the building's high towers spat volleys of plasma at the dark figure, outlined against the fires of what once was the hospital district. The fighter's fuel tank ruptured under a well-placed shard, and for a moment the ruins of Abrigo were illuminated by the ripping explosion. The troops inside the cathedral cheered, and the captain exhaled, his spirits rekindled for a moment. Maybe there was a chance after all.
"Captain!" Said the lieutenant, "The templars are rallying under Lord Michael and Cardinal Aqeel. They're making a stand over Eridani."
"What of Trithia? Redemption?"
"We weren't ready, sir." The lieutenant said gravely. "Their defense wings were overwhelmed... just a few old lightbringers... Trithia fell an hour ago, and I’m getting nothing on any Unitology channel near Redemption."
"But what about Abrigo? We can't be alone already!"
"Captain, everything we had is gone. By Unitos, we never stood a chance. Our spheres, our battleships, everything. "
The Captain's face fell. There was no hope in sight. If the Templar's defense legion had been defeated at the hands of the Association demons...
Another explosion rocked the cathedral. Synthmetal groaned and the shard batteries recommenced firing. A sentinel cried from a window, "Captain! Association troop column advancing this way!"
The younger soldiers knelt and fervently crossed themselves.
"Unitos help us" The captain said, gravely. He had fought the Hedonists at Eindhoven, the Coercive at Neo Patria Nobis, and the forces of the demons themselves around Profyadia. But never had he seen anything of this scale.
The shard batteries suddenly whirled into action. In response, a hail of minigun fire shattered the beautiful rose window above the great silver doors. The captain looked up and saw an entire Association fighter wing, in perfect line formation, descending on the cathedral. The shard batteries, firing desperately at the invaders, downed several fighters, but the holes they left were immediately filled by the implacable swarm.
The captain then drew his silver vibroblade, the veteran of many conflicts. If he was to meet his end here, it would be glorious before the eyes of the Almighty. "Soldiers of Unitos!" He commanded, "Our last stand is here!"
Rockets from the Association troops shook the building.
"For the Templars!" Roared the captain. "For your homes and families! For Sionia, my brothers! For UNITOS!" The soldiers cheered as the barricade was cleared away. Shard clips were locked into place and vibroswords hummed into action.
To the association generals watching from the observation deck, the cathedral was a dazzling sight for a few moments as the white light from Sionian shard rifles illuminated the apocalyptic landscape. The Sionian Temple guard burst through the great doors, closed the distance within moments and tore into the Association column.
The invaders cried out as Unitology blades ripped metal and bone, shards pierced armor and flesh, and the trancelike battle frenzy of the defenders extinguished one man after another.
This show of force startled the association commanders. "Concentrate all capital cannon fire on the cathedral! Half-mile radius! Do it!"
The lights on the observation deck dimmed for a moment as the vessel's cannons fired as one. The other invading ships fired their volleys into the fray so many miles below. The Sionian Cathedral and its guard were all destroyed in the earth-shaking strike, and the silence that followed allowed the last transmission of the young lieutenant to echo across all frequencies.
"Unitalia has fallen. Avenge us."

SPECIFICATIONS OF WARRING FACTIONS

Genre: Strategy

Language: English

Platform: Windows, Linux, Mac

Client: Browser

Interface: Text Based

Time: Tick Based

ESRB: NR

Mass Multiplayer: No

Status: Gold

WARRING FACTIONS COSTS:

Software: Free
Subscription: Free

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