In seconds, the vehicle was ripped apart like paper, and the soldier was dragged out violently, coughing blood. "Cough—cough! AH! NO! PLEASE!" he screamed, desperately reaching for his fallen handgun, just out of reach. He clawed the ground with his fingers, brushing the weapon...but it was too late.
His fate had been sealed the moment they landed on this cursed battlefield.
A monstrous figure loomed above him; it was towering, grotesque, and otherworldly. Tentacles writhed from its back like living shadows. Its armor was fused with flesh, pulsing with eerie green bioluminescence. The creature's mouth opened slowly, revealing rows of serrated, blood-slicked teeth.
Without hesitation, it pulled the soldier toward its maw and, in one swift, horrifying motion, bit his head clean off.
Blood splattered the ground. The lifeless body slumped in the creature's grip.
