*BOOM*
The sound of the explosive impact echoed through the night as a massive cloud of dust and rubble filled the air.
Pieces of the ceiling scattered around the chamber, and Zeta landed lightly on her feet amidst the chaos, a wide grin plastered on her face. She crossed her arms over her chest, standing proudly over her victory, eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
Alpha and I exchanged glances, our expressions a mix of surprise and awe.
"Did she just…?" Alpha's voice trailed off as we both looked up, watching the dust settle.
Then, a faint scream pierced the silence, followed by the limp body of Fluga plummeting from the sky. Blood was smeared across his face and chest, his body landing with a heavy, echoing thud* on the cracked floor.
"Arghh- huff* huff*"
He lay there, gasping, his hands trembling, his eyes filled with a defeated rage.
Zeta laughed, her voice filling the room, raw and triumphant.
