The first of the Erendus breached the threshold of the convoy, its singular horn poised menacingly, ready to puncture and shred. Its eyes, a mirror of its savage soul, glowed with a terrifying resolve.
The lone Erendu, a monstrous silhouette against the dim light, seemed an ominous prelude to the legion of its kin yet to reach them.
Just as it lunged, Erik leaped from his vehicle, his weapon glowing with mana.
With a swift, calculated strike, he met the creature head-on, his weapon piercing through its armored skull.
The Erendus issued a harrowing roar, a sound filled with torment and despair, echoing through the desolate landscape.
Its massive form then succumbed to the inevitable, collapsing onto the rugged terrain with a resounding thud, its life force extinguished.
Erik's boots kissed the solid branch of the tree but for an instant, before he was once more in the embrace of the open air. He hurled himself towards another Erendu, dangerously near the convoy.
