Bracing themselves, they resisted the bone-crunching blow! It was meant to be a simple mission: thin out the mob of smaller creatures. They never expected that they would encounter a behemoth of such magnitude. As the rusty smell of blood hung in the air, a lone survivor persisted. Tightening their grip, they channeled unearthly strength. It was now or never. Charging straight ahead, they swung their weapon with all their strength! Their foe flinched, stunned before wearily sagging downwards, bones crushed and smashed. Staring blankly, relief washed over them. This ordeal was over, they had survived. But there would be more. For they were pursuing Death itself.