Damon crashed into the skull's interior, his back slamming against something jagged as the impact forced a broken cough from his throat and blood spilled past his lips. He rolled and scraped further inside, fingers dragging across ancient bone as Seras jumped in behind him from another hollow socket. What followed them were molten lava and raging flames pouring through the openings, illuminating the ancient skull in flickering orange light that danced across its weathered surface.
He forced himself upright just as the sound of a massive claw struck the skull, Rexagon trying to rip the ancient bones apart. The strike sent cracks racing along the surface and debris scattering down around them, his claws skinning in and grinding against the bone, yet not enough to destroy the ancient remains.
