Tyrone stared down the woman with one missing arm and a beaten and battered body. The monstrous woman eyed Tyrone with annoyance since he wasn't going down. Even when she took one of his arms for her to devour, he still slaughtered all of her soldiers and stood proud on his two feet. "Is he even human?" The monstrous woman thought to herself, feeling a bit of fear build inside of her as she watched Tyrone approach her.
"A dream is just that, a dream. It is an escape from reality." Tyrone remarked as he slowly approached her, wobbling back and forth like someone on their last two legs. The truth was, Tyrone shouldn't have been able to continue fighting. He had lost a lot of blood already, and even though he cauterized his wound from when the woman bit off his entire arm, he had still lost a lot of blood.
