*SCREEEECH!!!*
Nightmare fuel.
That is the only way to describe this giant monster as it loomed over the entirety of the destroyed village.
The segments of its body ground against one another with the sound of tectonic plates shifting. It reared up, covering out the afternoon sun, and unleashed an ear-piercing screech that shattered the remaining windows of whatever houses that still stood.
Then, its many eyes fixed on Isabel.
The maid stood paralyzed. Her mind was fractured; she couldn't stop seeing the faces of the children as the earth swallowed them whole. The injustice of it, the sheer, senseless horror of an entire village being harvested like wheat, had locked her joints.
*SCREEEECH!!!*
The monster lunged and launched itself like a massive, chitinous spear.
"Isabel, move!" Kurt roared.
