Zig-zagging across the field, they vaulted underneath the oncoming attack! It was supposed to have been a simple mission: collect the data from the towers. It never occured to them that they would chance upon a monster of such ferocity. Drowning in the putrid scent of rotten flesh, only one person remained standing. With steadfast determination, they calmly evaluated the battlefield. It was now or never. Targeting the weak spots, they let loose with a series of powerful attacks! Their foe flinched, stunned before letting out a death wail, a charred mound of flesh. Shoulders easing, relief washed over them. This ordeal was over, they had survived. But there would be more. For they were pursuing Death itself.