Travis's Velocirian starts shaking its head, and Travis struggles to calm it down.
"Hey, Travis, focus, damn it!" Saul shouts, glancing at him.
Suddenly, Saul's Velocirian jolts upward, causing Saul to fall off.
"Kill all of them," the Elf commands coldly.
Travis's Velocirian thrashes violently.
"What the hell? Hey, wait! I'm going to fall!" Travis yells, trying desperately to keep his balance.
As the smoke clears, it reveals that all the Gravash are completely unscathed.
"You've got to be kidding me." One troop member starts laughing hopelessly.
From above, aerial troop members begin falling like raindrops.
"Help! Help! Somebody save me!" Travis screams from his Velocirian's back.
"Travis....…" Nitin shouts, trying to reach him.
The Velocirian devours him midair, leaving only a hand behind.
Before the hand can even touch the ground, another Velocirian catches it and swallows it whole.
"That bastard is controlling all the animals!" a falling troop member shouts in agony.
Pointing his lance at the Elf, he begins charging a blast. But before he can release it, he is swallowed by a Velocirian.
"Watch out, Nitin!" Nicolas yells, enhancing his legs with PBV and sprinting toward him.
Nitin turns to see a massive mouth lined with knife-like teeth closing in on him.
"Shit! I was too careless," Nitin mutters as he tries to use PBV on his legs. "I won't make it."
The Gravash snaps its jaws and rolls on the ground.
"Are you okay? Don't get distracted, bastard!" Nicolas says, dropping Nitin to the ground and bouncing back to his feet.
"I owe you—thanks." Nitin stands beside Nicolas, ready for battle.
Blood begins falling from the sky like rain as the Velocirians grow wilder.
Livio watches in terror, sweating profusely.
"I'm sweating too much. Am I scared?" he wonders aloud. But when he looks down at his face, he sees red drops instead of sweat.
"What the hell is this?" Livio runs his finger over his cheek.
"This isn't sweat. This is…...." He stares at his finger, breathing heavily.
Looking up, he sees a head falling toward him. It lands in front of him. When he glances at the ground, he realizes it's his comrade's head.
"Hey, guys, run!" Livio turns around, only to find all his troop members have already fled.
The Velocirians begin chasing after them, sensing weaker prey.
"What should I do? Should I escape? No. How far can I run? Eventually, I'll have to fight. There's no escaping it. Either I die fighting or die begging. The first option is better. I'm sick of others helping me. I'll make up for it. I'll protect you guys," Livio says, enhancing his legs with PBV as he follows the group.
Some troop members use their lances to fire beams while falling, buying time to land. While landing, they coat their bodies in PBV, significantly reducing the damage.
Nitin finds a lance in front of him. A Velocirian charges from the front while a Gravash approaches from behind. Nitin slides on his knees, grabs the lance, and leans backward to avoid the Velocirian's claws.
He turns and fires a beam, slicing off the Velocirian's wing. The creature falls, landing in the Gravash's mouth.
Viktor notices as Nitin fires another beam, this time aiming for the Gravash's head. With his higher output, he causes the Gravash to collapse.
"Is that….... an opening?" Nitin wonders, watching the Gravash bounce back to its feet.
Nearby, a Gravash charges at Mr. Mogambo, chewing on someone.
"Come here, you bastard! I'll make you pay!" Mr. Mogambo jumps, narrowly avoiding the bite.
"Now I'll send you to hell," he declares, focusing all his PBV into his palms. He slams them into the Gravash's head, shattering the ground beneath it. Yet, the creature remains unscratched.
The Gravash pushes Mr. Mogambo into the air. A Velocirian approaches him midair, its jaws wide open.
"Shit! What do I do? Is this it?" Mr. Mogambo panics, trying to stabilize himself.
The Velocirian is about to bite him when a beam slices through its wing. The creature loses balance and veers away.
"Are you alright?" Viktor asks, holding a lance.
"Thanks, I'm fine. Be careful!" Mr. Mogambo lands safely.
Some troop members flee from a Gravash. It roars mightily, freezing everyone nearby, including Nitin.
"What the hell? Am I too scared to move? No, that's not it....…" Nitin realizes, breaking free after three seconds. But he watches helplessly as his comrades are devoured.
"Damn it! I couldn't protect them," he curses, stepping back.
Four others attack the Gravash again, but it roars, freezing them once more.
"It's not fear—the roar acts like a stun gun," Nitin shouts. "Don't listen to it! Use PBV in your ears, like we do with our eyes. And aim for their necks below the armor. Hit them with all your PBV, and we might kill them!"
Hearing this, Viktor shouts, "Those with lances, aim for the Velocirians' wings! That's their weak point. Attack while they're distracted—they can't form shields!"
The troops regroup, energized by the plan.
While Alaric charges his PBV, a Gravash screams nearby, stunning him. It rushes to bite him.
"No! I don't want to die!" Alaric's eyes widen as the Gravash closes in.
Oliver suddenly appears, using enhanced legs to leap under the Gravash.
"Oliver?" Alaric stammers, nervous.
Oliver jumps, channeling all his PBV into his fist, and punches through the Gravash's neck.
The Gravash's eyes turn white as it collapses, paralyzed.
"It works!" Oliver shouts triumphantly.
The king smiles from atop his dragon.
"Matteo, jump—now!" Luka yells, running toward a Gravash.
Matteo leaps to the side, narrowly dodging its bite. Luka dives under its neck, focusing all his PBV into his knee, and hits the bullseye.
"Luka, behind you!" Matteo warns.
Luka turns to see a Velocirian about to devour him. Suddenly, Tomasz rushes past like a gust of wind, lance in hand.
"Take this, you bastard!" Tomasz shoves the lance into the Velocirian's mouth, blasting it to oblivion.
"Nice work, guys!" Matteo says, charging PBV into his legs.
"Viktor, come here—I have an idea," Sebastian says, pointing his lance at the Elf.
"Oh, I see," Viktor responds, joining him.
Saul, Liam, and Leo notice and rush to help.
"Let us join too!" Saul shouts.
The five of them targets the Elf, their lances pointed at him.
"Oh, so that's your plan," the Elf says, intrigued.
They charge a massive energy ball the size of a boulder.
"Everyone, dodge!" Sebastian screams.
The beam slices through the ground, leaving a trail of magma as those in its path narrowly leap aside.
The blast hits the Elf, and smoke engulfs the area.