"Foolish humans," General Pell said as he raised his giant mace onto his shoulder. He looked down at the human soldiers who charged at him, and then at the bullets they shot through their bayonets that barely made a dent in his skin.
"Do you think that your toy guns can—" General Pell raised his giant mace with two hands until the tip covered the sun behind him. His eyes glinted with danger as he slammed the mace to the ground with all his strength, "—DEFEAT ME?!"
The moment that mace touched the ground, there was an earth-shattering BOOM that shocked everyone, followed by an earthquake and a fissure from the point where the mace touched the ground to a straight lane that swallowed many soldiers on its way.
"W-what is that—" the human general was too shocked and barely avoided falling into that fissure with at least thirty percent of the soldiers on the battlefield.
