[@KoL][@floodtalon][@Ryonara]

[h2][center][color=fff200]Saef Harken
Graveyard Proper[/color][/center][/h2]

The Demon was tough. That massive outpouring of firepower simply seemed to annoy it even with Farris' help. Although...yes it had summoned or materialized a skull faced set or armor. It was hard to tell which from this distance and with all the magic being flung around.

As one the highly trained company ceased fire when the fiery forms of multiple Angels rose to engage their target. Saef could only guess that the flame based Angel had created elemental copies of himself or summoned help through an unknown power. The problem was an intellectual one and rendered moot moments later when alarms rang from every suit in his command. Somebody had just scanned them with a very powerful radar.

The computer's estimated guess pegged it as some kind of fast moving aircraft heading right for him and his men. Doppler analyses of the signal put time of arrival a little over a minute. Not a whole lot of time to prepare.

[color=fff200]"Incoming Machina aerial assault. Huddle up and adjust anti-airborn fire. I will provide cover." [/color]

Not wasting anymore time he lifted his scepter for the first time in the fight. The glowing white crystal at the end shone even brighter as it collected and augmented the energy he was surging through it. Arcane symbols flashed through his mind for half a second before a bright white and semitranslucent barrier rose into being around the suddenly much closer company of soldiers. He honestly should have ordered them into a series of individual evasive maneuvers. It was a miracle that the oncoming aircraft hadn't fired on them already.

They took the aircraft under fire at fifteen kilometers, well within visual range. Without the added damage from the holy weapons it was unlikely they would do much at extreme range. Letting the eager pilot get closer first allowed for the full strength of their lasers to impact. Oddly enough despite assumedly seeing what they were capable of when they fired on the Demon the overeager pilot flew at them at a respectible but oddly slow mach 2. That bit surprised Saef, either the pilot was underestimating him and his men or Machina technology was somewhat behind in fighter propulsion.

They had poured a lot of fire downrange by the time Farris turned away from the massive battle at the center of the field. Deflecting the vehicle mounted laser with surprising ease considering how quickly the crystalline wall had been erected. As the fighter plane swept around for another pass the outgoing fire turned with it. The super fast reflexes of the soldiers allowing them to follow the wide turn of the mach 2 aircraft.