C960 Spacesplitting Demon Fist!

Above the battlefield, the screen signaled the official start of the third battle.

Hsiao Dali looked up at the announcement and scoffed, "Looks like they're hell-bent on driving us to our graves with this relentless war of attrition."

He wasn't caught off guard; he had anticipated such a turn of events.

After all, if a second round was possible, why not a third, or even a fourth or fifth..