Primary Nature—Bone-Melting Artillery!
The Millingers launched their artillery strike at the horde of approaching Forest Boars, resulting in a cacophony of sizzling explosions. Flesh corroded while body parts splotched on the ivory sands. But the speed of the Forest Boars remained unaffected.
One of them kneeled on the ground, clutching the stump of its left arm, watching the severed portion melting into a puddle on the ground. A spike had pierced into the severed arm. The ivory sand too was melting under the influence of the spike.
The Forest Boar grabbed the spike, ignored its melting palms, and stuffed it into its mouth. Crunching sounds resounded as smoke billowed out of its mouth. Patches of its throat skin fell off, revealing holes behind as a portion of the food pipe melted.
