The monster stabbed down, and Atrox screamed.
A roar of red fire blasted out of his mouth, a wave of surging intensity that spilled onto the monster and then bounced back on him, creating an inferno between them.
The monster recoiled but found it impossible to make an exit. Atrox gripped one of its pincers and drew it to him in something almost resembling a hug.
The monster cracked in desperation, but it couldn't get away, and since its underbelly wasn't covered by the hard shell of its outer body, it burned to ashes, leaving behind a shell.
Atrox coughed and stumbled back, breathing hard as he greedily sucked in oxygen. The fire he created had burned the air he was supposed to take in himself.
He coughed out more ashes and grimaced at the smell of charred meat that filled his nose. But he didn't have time to check himself for injuries.
Around him was a wave of monsters!
