"Urgh!" The Boar King shouted as he felt his bones melting from the attack. He couldn't move, locked in place by the tremendous ultrasonic pressure impacting from all sides.
After enduring for an hour, his body was unable to hold on anymore, exploding in response, causing his death.
"We…won?" Bora Tusk muttered in surprise, "The Boar King is…dead?"
Thud!
The 36 Empyrean Tusks collapsed in exhaustion, almost drained of Prana. The exoskeleton armour covering their bodies retreated like the tide, reforming into the buildings that formed the settlement.
Their joints too hardened, preventing them from doing acrobatics like before. Now, they could only walk around like usual. The Empyrean Tusks had returned to their energy-saving forms.
