Lunar Supremacy: The Original Alpha

"Is that a storm coming?" Nathan squinted, following Emilia's gaze.

"It doesn't look like any ordinary storm," Emilia whispered, her voice tinged with unease. The cloud seemed to shift and churn, pulsating like a living entity. It was an ominous shade of black.

"Wait, those aren't clouds," Nathan's expression shifted from surprise to grim  as the black storm cleared the mist, revealing the true nature of the approaching threat. 

The mist had momentarily obscured the view, but now, as it dispersed, they could see a horde of monstrous creatures with massive wings and menacing silhouettes on the horizon. These were no ordinary foes; they were formidable Rank A+ monsters, each can tear a Rank A supernatural a part. 

Despite their confidence in their abilities, the sheer number of these flying creatures gave them pause. They knew that taking on this massive horde head-on was not a viable option. 

Emilia's voice cut through the tension with a note of urgency. 

"Let's retreat for now and find another route. We can't take on this many monsters at once," she said, her tone resolute.

Nathan nodded in agreement.

"She's right. We need to retreat and find a new route. We can't afford to underestimate these creatures."

The group wasted no time; the white serpent changed course, aiming to put as much distance as possible between them and the approaching horde. Their need for haste was evident, but their predicament escalated rapidly.

Before they could gain significant distance, the monstrous creatures' already formidable speed suddenly surged. The air was filled with their eerie cries, echoing ominously. It was a chilling reminder that these beings were not to be underestimated.

As the creatures closed in with alarming swiftness, the group's sense of urgency reached a fever pitch. They needed to devise a plan quickly, or their escape might slip through their fingers.

"We need to reduce their numbers! ,"

In the direst of moments, Nathan took decisive action. With a focused expression, he brought his hands together, summoning a brilliant golden beam of light that pierced through the air. The beam sliced through the nearest creatures, disintegrating them into ashes  before they could close the distance. 

Emilia, though limited in her airborne abilities , her powers surged with like a tempest. She raised her hands, channeling her energy into the summoning of stone graygoles. One by one, they materialized, their rugged, stone forms towering over the battlefield.

Her summoned graygoles were no ordinary stone constructs; they possessed massive wings that extended outward from their sturdy stone bodies. These wings were a marvel of both craftsmanship and magical prowess.

Each wing was adorned with intricate patterns etched into the stone, resembling ancient runes that glowed with faint, otherworldly light. The wings' span was impressive, allowing the graygoles to soar through the air with surprising agility for their size.

When the graygoles took flight, the sound of their powerful wingbeats reverberated through the sky, creating a deep, resonant rhythm that echoed with every flap. The wings' surface was smooth yet rugged, a testament to their supernatural origins.

These wings enabled them to maneuver through the aerial battlefield, striking at the oncoming horde from above and below. They were not just tools of flight but formidable weapons in themselves, enhancing the graygoles' effectiveness in the battle against the relentless swarm of creatures.

As the battle unfolded in the skies, the other Supernaturals present felt the urgency of the situation, and they couldn't remain idle any longer. They unleashed their unique powers, igniting a spectacular display of supernatural abilities that turned the sky into a canvas of awe-inspiring chaos.

BOOOOOM!

BOOOOOM!

BOOOOOM!

Two Supernaturals commanded the elements, summoning torrents of fire and water that clashed in a scary  confrontation, scorching and drenching the oncoming creatures.

Another manipulated time air itself, making the air heavier that momentarily slowed the advance of the horde, giving the group precious moments to regroup and re-strategize.

A third channeled the very wind around them them, causing the air to rumble and shift, creating obstacles to hinder the creatures' progress.

After 30 minutes

Nathan gritted his teeth, his gaze scanning the relentless onslaught of creatures. 

"We'll get exhausted at this point," he remarked with a heavy sigh. He knew all too well the peril of facing such overwhelming numbers. The danger of the outside world was not just in the strength of individual foes but in the sheer exhaustion that could lead to their death.

The other Supernaturals, too, were beginning to show signs of fatigue. Their once awe-inspiring displays of power were waning, and weariness was etched onto their faces.

"I can't give up. I need to reach that cave," he declared, his voice unwavering. The urgency of their situation weighed heavily on him. He couldn't help but contemplate the dire state of the outside world. 

But as the battle reached a critical juncture, a sudden, commanding voice echoed through the horizon. 

The very fabric of space seemed to respond to this command. Out of nowhere, a colossal surge of power emanated from a point behind the relentless horde of monsters. The sky darkened as an ominous, swirling void formed, a black hole that defied the laws of nature.

The unimaginable happened. The black hole, like a relentless vacuum, exerted an irresistible force that drew all the monstrous creatures in one direction. They were yanked off their intended course and pulled mercilessly toward the inescapable abyss.

The pull was so strong that even Nathan and his group felt themselves being drawn towards the yawning maw of the black hole. Panic rippled through them as they struggled against the force, their combined powers barely enough to resist the relentless pull.

They had initially assumed it to be some supernatural phenomenon, a cataclysmic event that had spiraled out of control. In that moment, the grim realization that they might meet their end that day hung heavily in the air.

Their collective fear and uncertainty were palpable as they drew closer and closer to the ominous void. But just when they believed their fate was sealed, something incredible happened. The gravitational pull of the black hole suddenly ceased, as if the very fabric of reality had shifted once again.

"Long time no see , " A voice jolted everyone attention .