The Crushing descended upon Godgrave, flattening a vast swathe of the vermilion jungle and pressing the Nightmare Creatures into the white surface of the ancient bone. Its reach was a magnitude smaller than it had been in the ruins of the Kingdom of Hope… but its force was just as tyrannical.
The winged abominations that had been rising toward the flying island were either obliterated or thrown to the ground. A deluge of blood rained down, and only the strongest and most resilient of the flying horrors managed to stay in the air. They persisted stubbornly, their eyes full of demented frenzy.
There were terrifying aerial behemoths among them, and nimble creatures that zipped around on swift, translucent wings.
A moment later, the first arrow streaked down, hitting one of the larger abominations in the eye and obliterating half of its hideous head.
