It's like it's not just a beast," Tessa continued, her voice rising with frustration. "It's a monster, but it's smart—smarter than any of us gave it credit for. Every move we made, it countered. Every step we took, it was already two steps ahead."
Caron clenched his fists, his knuckles white. "And the strength...it's unmatched. Even when we managed to land a hit, it shrugged it off like it was nothing. It's like trying to fight a mountain that moves."
The camp was silent for a moment, the weight of their words sinking in. The soldiers who had stayed behind exchanged uneasy glances, their earlier hope now replaced with a growing sense of dread.
"So what do we do now?" one of them asked, his voice breaking the silence. "If traps don't work, and we can't hurt it, how do we beat something like that?"
