Ivan and Tarec were descending from the wall with their respective reinforcement groups when the spectacle unfolded before their eyes.
"What the hell is that?" Tarec muttered, halting his descent.
The scene was surreal. A transformed version of Lucien, with features unsettlingly reminiscent of the artromus, executed a lethal dance against two of the creatures.
His frog, now an enormous beast pulsing with supernatural light, jumped in impossible patterns around one of the monsters, generating countless cuts while a toxic mist consumed it.
"Are those... wings?" Ivan squinted, observing the crystalline appendages sprouting from Lucien's armor.
Before they could ask more questions.
In a movement that seemed to defy physics itself, Lucien pivoted on his axis, his sword tracing a perfect arc that cleanly separated one artromus's head from its body.
