'One more.'
The second Vysarian swooped low, its claws narrowly missing Kaelen as he threw himself into a roll. He felt the rush of wind as it passed overhead, and the ground quaked as it landed behind him, blocking his path.
Kaelen's heart pounded. He was running out of time, out of options. But as his eyes darted around the barren landscape, he saw it—a towering rock formation, precarious and unstable.
'One more.'
The Vysarian charged, and Kaelen sprinted toward the formation, baiting it. At the last moment, he leapt onto a lower ledge, scrambling up as fast as his battered body would allow.
The Vysarian roared, slamming into the formation's base in pursuit. The rock groaned under the strain, cracks forming as Kaelen reached the top. With a burst of dark fire, he destabilized the structure further.
"Come on!"
