Isaiah the Hammer

The laser fire from the human's side was immediate but futile. Isaiah watched with a grin as it bounced off of his comrades' shields. The human's were at least smart enough to make a tactical plan and he would give them that. But they were clearly not smart enough to avoid his cleverly planned trap. The Sima were annoyed that he let their comrades die, but they were only so useful before he got annoyed and popped them like a bubble.

The human's had people firing behind cover and behind shield's similar to his comrades. But they were made out of some fragile material that would no doubt melt under plasma fire. He looked around before nodding.