Intuitively discerning the attack patterns, they blocked the blows without a quiver of fear! It had been classified an easy mission: locate areas rich in resources. Who could have guessed that waiting for them would be a monster straight out of mythologies. Surrounded by twitching, semi-conscious bodies, a lone survivor persisted. Demolishing all fear and doubt, they tensed up, wound up. It was now or never. Well-aware of openings in its attack, they got up close and cleaved away at it! Their foe released a wail of surrender before falling to the ground, it's flesh flayed from bone. Dropping to their knees, relief washed over them. This ordeal was over, they had survived. But there would be more. For they were pursuing Death itself.