Is this really a Game?!

The Irason forward base commander, a seasoned strategist with years of military experience, stood at the vantage point overseeing the distant battleground. His sharp eyes narrowed as he observed the intense clashes and magical eruptions within the enemy base. The unexpected chaos caused by the small infiltrating team intrigued and perplexed him.

"These newcomers... How did they breach their defenses so easily?" the commander mused to himself, his mind racing to comprehend the tactics employed by Reign and the others. He had expected a more conventional assault, but the strategic disruption and the display of formidable abilities by the group hinted at a level of expertise beyond his initial assessment.

As the base trembled under the impact of the ongoing battle, the commander turned to his Tier V subordinates, a mix of mages, warriors, and specialized units, all clad in advanced armor and armed with powerful weapons.

"Prepare for an immediate assault!" he barked, his voice carrying authority. "Whatever is happening inside that base, we cannot allow them to continue fighting alone, for the glory of our Kingdom, charge!"

The Tier V combatants, together with the elite soldiers, formed a disciplined formation behind the commander. Each soldier brimmed with determination, fueled by the expectation of facing a formidable adversary. The commander held the yellow-glowing baton in his hand, a signal received from Seraphina indicating that the situation was under control and that they should initiate the attack.

Back in the heart of the enemy base, the team continued their assault. As the chaos unfolded, Reign intensified his attacks against Orobir. The towering elf, now visibly fatigued, struggled to keep up with Reign's relentless assault. The combination of lightning-infused strikes and soul attacks wore down Orobir's defenses, both physical and mental.

"You're outmatched, Orobir. It's time to yield," Reign declared, his swords poised for another strike. Orobir, however, gritted his teeth and refused to back down.

With a burst of strength fueled by sheer determination, Orobir swung his warhammer with all his might. The clash between the massive weapon and Reign's dual swords created a shockwave that rippled through the battleground. The impact sent both combatants staggering backward.

As Reign steadied himself, Orobir, fueled by desperation, unleashed a last-ditch effort. His combat aura flared with intensity, but instead of destabilizing Reign, it backfired. The lingering effects of the soul attack surged, causing Orobir to convulse in pain. The massive elf, once a formidable force, now knelt on the ground, defeated and vulnerable.

Reign, standing tall amidst the aftermath of the clash, nodded approvingly. "I told you, big guy. Your combat aura is a double-edged sword, and you played right into my hands."

With Orobir incapacitated, Reign turned his attention to the rest of the battlefield. The team, despite facing formidable foes, had gained the upper hand. Gideon and Seraphina's coordinated assault had subdued the enemy Tier V combatants, while Theron and Siabas worked together to neutralize strategic threats.

Lumi's illusions continued to sow confusion among the enemy ranks, making it difficult for them to regroup. Elara's elemental mastery added another layer of chaos, with bursts of fire and sudden tremors disrupting their adversaries. The tide of battle had clearly turned in favor of the infiltrators.

The biggest blow was seeing the commander, as well as the rest of the soldiers from the Irason forward base, attack as well.

They launched a straightforward attack, piercing through the defensive array that was weakened immensely and entering the base before unleashing their powers and starting to slaughter the enemies.

"Enough games. It's time to end this," Reign announced, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield. The remaining enemies, demoralized and disoriented, began to retreat, realizing the futility of continuing the fight.

With the enemies in disarray, the team regrouped around Reign. Theron, still holding his magical staff, approached with a thoughtful expression. "That technique you used to disrupt Orobir's combat aura, it's fascinating. Care to share the details?"

Reign shrugged a nonchalant smile on his face. "It's just a little trick I picked up along the way, maybe I'll talk about it later?"

Theron nodded, clearly intrigued but respecting Reign's decision to keep certain details to himself. The team, now a cohesive unit, began to assess the situation. The enemy base, though battered, still stood, and there was work to be done to ensure their mission's success.

"We need to secure the central command," Gideon asserted, his gaze determined. "Since Orobir was the commander, we can assume that the central command holds valuable information."

"We didn't get all of them, the remaining Tier Vs, as well as the soldiers, will definitely defend the central command, that is where the most powerful arrays, wards, as well as two formations are," Theron said as he stared at the tall building in the back of the base.

It was placed there so that even if the base was lost, the command center, which was the place with the heaviest defense in the base, could still be defended, and the soldiers there would be able to wait for reinforcements.

Reign nodded in agreement. "We can't afford to let any crucial information slip through our fingers, neither can we afford the luxury of waiting too long and having their reinforcements, which have definitely been alerted already, to arrive here. Let's move."

The team, still vigilant, proceeded towards the central command. The battle had taken its toll on the enemy forces, and the remaining defenders faced the daunting task of confronting the formidable infiltrators. The Irason forward base commander, recognizing the success of the infiltration team, signaled his troops to secure the perimeter and provide support if needed.

Still, with how quickly everything had happened, the enemy still didn't have enough time to regroup, their forces were still scattered, making their way to the central command. Because of that, they would be forced to battle against Reign and the others with much lower numbers when they caught up with.

As the team approached the central command, the defenses grew more formidable. Advanced magical wards and defensive arrays protected the structure, requiring a careful approach. Theron and Reign took the lead, their expertise in dispelling magical barriers crucial for breaching the central command's defenses.

With a combination of Theron's arcane knowledge and Reign's unorthodox mana manipulation, they systematically disabled the wards and arrays, allowing the team to progress. Lumi continued to employ her Trickster abilities, creating illusions to distract any remaining defenders and sow confusion within the structure.

The team encountered sporadic resistance from enemy soldiers and Tier Vs, but their coordinated efforts and diverse skill sets allowed them to overcome each obstacle. Gideon's strength, Seraphina's barriers and precision with the bow, Siabas's shadowy attacks, and Elara's elemental mastery contributed to the smooth progression through the central command's interior.

As they reached the inner chambers, they found themselves face-to-face with the remaining Tier V defenders. These elite warriors, aware of the dire situation, prepared for a final stand. The central command's current commander who had taken over after Orobir was defeated, a formidable Tier V mage, stood at the forefront, his eyes narrowed in determination.

"This is as far as you go," the enemy commander declared, channeling his mana for a decisive magical assault. The remaining defenders formed a defensive line, ready to protect the valuable information within the central command.

Reign stepped forward, his dual swords at the ready. "You had your chance to surrender. Now, it's time to end this."

The battle within the central command erupted into a fierce confrontation between the infiltrators and the remaining defenders. The enemy commander unleashed powerful spells, seeking to overwhelm the team with arcane force. However, Theron, with his mastery of arcane arts, countered each spell with precision and finesse.

Gideon and Seraphina engaged the Tier V defenders in close combat, their combined strength proving to be a formidable force. Siabas, the hooded figure, utilized his shadowy abilities to disrupt the enemy's formation, leaving them vulnerable to the onslaught of attacks from Elara's elemental powers.

Lumi continued to weave illusions, adding an element of confusion to the battle. As the infiltrators pressed forward, the enemy defenders struggled to maintain their cohesion. The Irason forward base commander, leading the support troops outside, monitored the situation closely, intervening when necessary and fighting any enemy that arrived.

Reign, locked in a fierce duel with the temporary commander, demonstrated his agility and mastery over his unique combat style. The dual swords moved in a mesmerizing dance, parrying magical attacks and launching precise strikes against the enemy mage. The central command's commander, though powerful, found himself hard-pressed to match Reign's speed and precision.

"You think you can just waltz in here and take what you want?" the enemy commander spat, his frustration evident.

"Yes, yes we can." Reign said with a warm smile plastered on his face.

"Because we're strong, and you guys are not." 

The last sentence made the commander's blood boil as his combat aura, which had been an icy-blue aura that showed that he was the opposite of Orobir, and was not easily affected by Reign's soul attacks, started changing.

It turned a deeper blue and even started getting shades of purple.