Reidar pulled the bird higher and higher, opening the distance, but the creature adapted. It tore pieces from collapsed buildings, ripped support beams from ruins, and hurled them skyward with arm strength that turned construction debris into anti-aircraft weapons.
The sky around Reidar became a field of incoming projectiles, and the condor wove between them while Reidar held on with one hand and unleashed spells with the other.
Two thousand undead converged on the progenitor, who stopped throwing rubble and turned to face the incoming tide, and what followed was not a battle but a demonstration of the gap between level 650 and everything below it.
But two thousand bodies took time to kill, even for a level 650 monster. And while the Progenitor killed, Reidar flew.
He also smiled at that point because, finally, he was far enough from the monster.
