The abominable Undefined had a massive, pale, serpentine mass. Its skin was smooth and bloodless, like something born without ever seeing light. The head was wrong in every way, the skull split open past where the jaw should stop, exposing pure red musculature and rows of teeth that continued down the throat. Just looking at it made my stomach turn.
The thing covered fifty meters by merely lunging its body forward like a spring. Marcel was there when it came, his spear poised, the scarf he had attached to it billowing in the wind.
He twisted the spear through the air, and as the creature came upon him, bit the blade down on its mouth. His muscles tightened. He pushed it to the ground with ferocious force, cratering the earth beneath it, and used that same force to launch himself upward. At the peak, he tore the spear free and swung it over his head, slamming it down upon the Undefined's back.
