The dark night became a canvas for Ivan's ferocious attack, a stark contrast to the obsidian creature's malevolence. The blinding white light tore through the heart of the monster, rending it apart. No sound escaped the beast's gaping maw as it plummeted to the ground, leaving only the resounding thud of its massive body to echo in the night.
Ivy's eyes gleamed with a newfound appreciation as she observed Ivan's devastating power. "Oh, it seems we might have gotten someone quite useful," she remarked, her tone filled with a hint of satisfaction.
Turning her attention to the fallen monstrosity, she instructed two members of the squad, "Both of you, go and get the core of the dead monsters." They promptly obeyed, approaching the monstrous corpses with blades in hand, ready to dissect them in search of the coveted cores.
