Valeria's transformation had turned the battlefield into a nightmare. Her monstrous form loomed over the soldiers, who scrambled to stay clear of her extended reach. Every swipe of her dark claws left smoldering craters, and each beat of her massive wings sent shockwaves that knocked men off their feet. She was relentless, her energy a twisted vortex of darkness that repelled every attempt to damage her.
Vincent's voice crackled over the radio, firm despite the chaos. "All units, keep your distance! We need to exhaust her before she tears us apart!"
As the soldiers fell back, Princess Elara summoned her vines once more, this time thicker and thornier, to restrain Valeria. The vines shot from the earth, weaving around her legs and arms, tightening with a force that cracked the ground beneath her.
