Amelia narrowed her eyes, focusing on the scene unfolding before her. She had never seen anything like this—it wasn't just a battle; it was a one-sided massacre.
She glanced at Spark, who stood beside her, his expression unreadable as he observed the chaos.
"What... what is that?" Amelia muttered, unable to tear her eyes away from the scene ahead.
Spark, who had floated to a stop beside her, observed the creature with a calm, almost detached expression.
The soft light surrounding him faded as he slowly descended to the ground, his feet touching down lightly on the scorched earth.
"That," he replied thoughtfully, "is not something you see every day."
As they continued to watch, the creature moved with terrifying speed, cutting down the fleeing figures one by one.
The once-mighty force that had surrounded the crater was now reduced to a scattering of survivors, their numbers dwindling with each passing second.
