Seismic stood tall with his pillar-like arms crossed in front of him. Standing like that, his massive back in front of all the defenders behind him, he looked like a huge oak tree. A rooted symbol of strength. And behind him, everyone rallied.
A rain of gunfire and explosives whistled past him and over his head as he stared down the enormous wave of variants surging forwards. The ordinary fishmen died in droves. Their scales were resistant to bullets, but not entirely bulletproof. After taking dozens of rounds, their scales shattered and rendered them vulnerable.
The biggest issue were the Crabmen. Each of them stood three meters tall, supporting their huge, shell plated bodies on four powerful segmented legs. They possessed six arms, four of them smaller and clawed, with two main large ones holding their giant club-like pincers.
