It was unexpected, Enrique had to admit, the fact that they had to face off against the entire forest.
Mutants they'd come across and those they'd never thought existed, charged at them without mercy, using every means to whittle down their numbers.
Enrique couldn't help but wonder; Was it possible to win under such circumstances?
The sight of his men, fellow brothers that fought with him, taking on creatures that would fell them if they were the least bit careless left him worried.
He could feel their pain, the rage they felt at what had befallen their comrades and they did little to hide it as magma heated the atmosphere with the earth itself sundering in response to their will.
Just then, a large monstrosity, one that looked like a cross between a grasshopper and a slug appeared, its disgusting appendages stretching to grab his people.
