Erik fired a rocket, ignoring the hollow laughter of the Elite. Jia smiled, knowing what was coming from the initial trajectory of the attack. The enemy didn’t even bother to dodge, secure in the arrogance that a personal advanced point-defense system brought against powerful rockets. Erik was glad. He’d counted on that attitude. It wasn’t until the rocket was halfway through its flight that that Elite started to move, realizing its mistake.
The projectile didn’t fly directly at the Elite. Instead, it traveled to the side, arguably not even that close to the Elite, before it exploded against the tunnel wall, blasting out metal and rock in a flaming shower that pelted the creatures, ripping into their armor and damaging their turrets. Point-defense didn’t work against dozens of objects com
