Crunch!
A colossal serpent head bit through a soldier. The rare-grade armor seemed useless before the glistening jagged teeth of the monster, as they penetrated through the poor officer as easily as tofu.
Unlike others of its kind, this serpent had teeth — and so naturally, it chewed. Slowly. Its eyes fervent, its elongated figure shuddering from pleasure, it took its time savoring the long-forgotten taste of fresh ether-soaked blood and flesh. Blood dripped from the edges of its mouth as the cries of the miserable soldier quickly came to a halt.
"Ahhh… How long has it been? Decades? Centuries? Since I had a good meal, that is." The serpent's raspy voice rang out with nostalgia.
Meanwhile, in the distance, the rest of the squad ran as if their lives depended on it — faces filled with terror, hearts filled with despair. They knew deep down that no matter how far or fast they ran, there was no escaping that abomination.
Their only hope was their squad leader, Captain Layla.
