The ground trembled violently as the feral Armored Buffalo charged.
Evelyn stumbled on the cracked pavement, her center of balance completely thrown off. Her boot caught the edge of a rusted pipe, and she fell hard onto her knees.
She let out a sharp gasp, twisting her head to look back.
The metallic behemoth was almost ten meters away, its massive, four sharp horns lowered directly at her torso. Thick steam violently expelled from its flared nostrils.
There was no time to dodge. Evelyn squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for the impact that would shatter her ribs and crush her into the earth.
SWOOSH.
A sudden, terrifying rush of wind hit her face.
She wasn't crushed. Instead, a strong hand gripped the collar of her shirt. Before she could even scream, she was violently yanked upward, her feet leaving the ground entirely as she was pulled backward through the air.
CRASH!
