I see the galaxy painted around me, heavenly artwork, colorful, gleaming brightly.

Pound.

My attack team enters their formation, as our forces collide with theirs.

Pound.

Just have to do it. I can make it. Bring it to me.

Thump.

The chaos envelops me, I can hear all of their screams.

Thump.

I whirl, spin, and dodge, the enemy forces raining down into my flight path.

Squeak.

My guard reaches point, passing me the ammo. I gotta make this.

Squeak.

Sweat all but blinds my eyes, I see the portal and aim directly for it.

Squeak.

I launch myself forward, soaring through the air.

Swish.

I see an orange comet, falling through space.

Swish.

The war is over.

Bzzt.

We won.

Bzzt.

They will be back. But my team and I will be ready.