GREEN RAGE AND RED RAGE

The beacon's rhythmic pulse echoed faintly in the cavern, a fragile promise of salvation. Around it, the team tightened their defenses, weapons raised and eyes scanning the pulsating walls for any signs of movement. Every second felt like an eternity, the air heavy with anticipation.

Jester twirled his blades idly, his voice cutting through the tense silence. "So, extraction, huh? Think they'll bring snacks? I'm starving."

Luther growled low, his focus never wavering. "Focus, Jester. The Hive isn't done with us yet."

As if summoned by his words, the walls began to shift. Organic tendrils pulsed with renewed energy, and a guttural roar reverberated through the chamber.

Jester sighed, spinning his blades into a defensive position. "You just had to say it, didn't you?"

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The first wave came fast, drones pouring into the cavern like a tide. They moved with unnatural precision, their glowing red eyes locked onto the intruders.

Luther charged forward, his claws slicing through the nearest drones with brutal efficiency. Sparks flew as he tore through their metallic limbs, his sheer strength forcing the swarm to falter.

"Hold the line!" the Resistance leader shouted, their voice steady despite the chaos.

The fighters opened fire, energy bolts striking the drones and slowing their advance. But for every drone that fell, two more seemed to take its place.

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Jester moved like a shadow, his agility unmatched as he weaved through the chaos. His blades flashed in the dim light, striking with deadly precision.

"You know," he called out over the din, "I think they're starting to take this personally."

Luther didn't respond, too focused on the drones closing in. He slammed one into the ground, its mechanical body crumpling under the force.

"Less talking, more fighting," he growled.

"Fighting's more fun when you add commentary," Jester shot back, grinning.

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The Hive shifted tactics, and a new sound filled the cavern—a deep, resonant hum that seemed to vibrate through their bones. From the tunnel's entrance, larger Hive creatures began to emerge, their hulking forms bristling with weaponry.

The leader's eyes widened. "Heavy units. They're trying to overwhelm us."

Jester let out a low whistle. "Well, isn't that just fantastic? Got a plan, fearless leader?"

The leader tightened their grip on their weapon. "Hold them off. Extraction is minutes away."

"Minutes feel like hours when you're getting shot at," Jester muttered, dodging a blast from one of the heavy units.

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The Resistance fighters shifted their focus, pouring firepower into the heavy units. One of the creatures staggered under the assault but retaliated with a devastating energy blast, forcing the team to scatter.

Luther roared, charging at the nearest heavy unit. His claws tore into its armor, green energy sparking as he ripped through its defenses. The creature swung a massive arm at him, but he ducked, using his momentum to drive his claws into its core.

The unit let out a mechanical screech before collapsing, its glowing eyes flickering out.

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Jester vaulted onto another heavy unit, his blades striking at its joints. "I've got to say," he quipped, "these guys don't know when to quit."

The creature bucked wildly, trying to throw him off, but Jester held on, driving one of his blades into its exposed circuits. Sparks erupted, and the creature stumbled before falling to its knees.

"Down you go," Jester said, grinning as he leapt off.

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The leader checked the beacon again, their expression grim. "Extraction team is close. We just need to hold out a little longer."

Luther glanced at the remaining heavy units, his claws flexing. "We don't have long. Focus fire on the big ones."

Jester nodded, flipping his blades. "You got it, boss."

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The fight raged on, the cavern filled with the sounds of clashing metal and energy blasts. The Resistance fighters worked together, their coordinated efforts slowly thinning the Hive's numbers.

But the Hive wasn't done. From the shadows, a massive figure emerged—a Hive general, its towering form radiating raw power.

Jester groaned. "Oh, come on. Isn't this overkill?"

The leader's jaw tightened. "That's their commander. If we take it down, the rest might retreat."

"Might?" Jester said, raising an eyebrow. "Love the confidence."

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The general roared, its voice shaking the cavern. It charged forward, its massive limbs smashing into the ground and sending shockwaves through the chamber.

Luther met it head-on, his claws clashing with its armored arms. Sparks flew as they grappled, each testing the other's strength.

"Go for its back!" Luther shouted.

Jester didn't need to be told twice. He darted around the general, his blades striking at exposed circuits and weak points.

The general roared again, its movements growing more erratic as the team's combined efforts began to wear it down.

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The leader raised their weapon, aiming carefully. "Keep it steady!"

Luther grunted, using all his strength to hold the general in place. "Do it!"

The leader fired, the shot striking the general's core. The creature let out a final, deafening roar before collapsing, its massive form crumbling to the ground.

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The cavern fell silent once more, save for the faint hum of the beacon. The leader exhaled, lowering their weapon. "It's done."

Jester wiped his brow, smirking. "Not bad for a day's work."

Luther turned toward the tunnel, his glowing eyes scanning the shadows. "It's not over. Stay alert."

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Moments later, the sound of approaching aircraft filled the air. A bright light shone through the cracks in the cavern's ceiling, and the Resistance fighters cheered.

"Extraction is here!" the leader said, their voice filled with relief.

Jester grinned. "About time. Let's get out of this nightmare."

The team moved toward the light, their steps heavy but determined. The Hive might have been beaten back, but the war was far from over.

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