Brandon, Jack and Elaine stood in a circle, the trio looking quite beat.
Jack and Brandon had their hair and skin covered in dry, crusting blood flakes, open wounds decorating their physique.
All exhausted, but refused to back down, their hawkish gazes trained upon the sanguine figure standing at their center.
The mantis-like charmed beast, stood high, the carapace of its armour riddled with cracks, one of its pearly eyes ruptured into a purple pulp.
One of its scythe-like claws was broken, and one of its four spear-like legs was missing.
The humans weren't the only ones in a dire state, all parties had been under a constant exchange through the changes.
And now that the zone had been elevated to an abyssal zone, though the crew didn't know why this was.
They still held their bombardment against the beast, it wasn't until the force in the air began to experience shocking changes and started to seriously affect their battle performance that they halted.
